Be Acquainted with ɯɨʂɗɵɱ…

How do we make her acquaintance?
Sometimes we need someone to introduce us to her.
We all want wisdom. We all need wisdom.
The unwise do not know the extent to which they lack wisdom…

I am in love with wisdom. But she is capricious and has spurned my advances, often when I needed her the most. I think we are finally working it out (Wisdom & I), thus far into eternity; I acknowledge that she is out of my league, and in acknowledgement of this she turns my way every once in a while and allows me to glimpse her transcendent beauty.

I wish I could have more of her, but I would probably ruin the whole thing.
Come to think of it, too much wisdom almost ruined King Solomon himself…

Receive my instruction, and not silver,
And knowledge rather than choice gold;
For wisdom is better than rubies,
And all the things one may desire cannot be compared with her.

Proverbs 8:10,11 [NKJV]

 I wisdom dwell with prudence,
and find out knowledge of witty inventions.

Proverbs 8:12 [KJV]

This by way way of introduction to some upcoming posts about someone dear to my heart – a beautiful being named ɯɨʂɗɵɱ.

Notes on the original Beatles song:

The Beatles’ 1968 stay in Rishikesh was originally scheduled to last for three months. Predictably, Ringo and his wife Maureen were the first to leave, after ten days, citing the “holiday camp” atmosphere, the spiciness of the food, the excessive insects and the stifling midday temperatures. Well, it was India, after all—what exactly did they
expect, if not deathly spicy cuisin
e, mosquitos, bedbugs and inter-
minable heat? If they wanted blan
d food and cool weather, they
should have stayed in Liverpool,
awash in bangers and mash to
“fill the gap.”
Paul McCartney and Jane Asher bailed out a month later,
pleading homesickness.
John and Cynthia and George an
d Patti, however, persevered,
with John and George writing many songs which would later ap-
pear on the
White Album.
Indeed, most of the thirty-plus songs on
that disc were composed in the Maharishi’s ashram. “Dear Pru-
dence,” for one, was written for
Mia Farrow’s sister, who was so intent on spiritual advancement that it was delegated to John and George to get her to “come out to play” after her three weeks of meditative seclusion in her chalet.


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