Stone soul who wonderingly gazes down on a tide of falsehoods, unfeeling stone who does not feel the deep winter’s cold that destroys the flesh, and sears the eyes. She sees the lights and the bustle of the city that never dies; yet not living herself; she only knows of dust and ashes rising… Continue reading Dust & Snow
Another sunrise. I returned home from my week long trip, but still found the time to go see the sunrise on Saturday morning. How many sunsets will I see? How many sunrises? They happen every day, why do I only find time to see them rarely?
The Winged Victory Of Samothrace On my visit to the Louvre last February; I saw this marvelous statue in person. Something about this broken figure is striking to nearly everyone who sees it. I don’t know what it is, maybe the way the wings and the folds of fabric suggest movement, or perhaps it is… Continue reading Beauty In Marble
I bought this Midori MD Paper Cotton letter pad from Jetpens a few weeks ago, and have been using it regularly ever since. I am quite impressed by the quality and feel of the paper, it has some tooth, but just enough to notice, not enough to be annoying when using a sharp nib. It… Continue reading Midori MD Paper Cotton Letter Pad Review.
I think time is the greatest luxury of all. I took this weekend and took off for Ocala National Forest. I loaded up my bike and spent the second half of Friday out riding the back roads, and today (Saturday) I am still out here riding and exploring. In the morning, I woke up as… Continue reading Escape on two wheels.
Think about a place that you remember. A place that you would like to go see again. Right now that place is as real as the place you are currently in right now. It is vibrant and people are there, or the wind is rustling in the trees at this moment. The small little section… Continue reading Wherever you are; life goes on elsewhere.
The Sunrise over Cape Canaveral. So much of this earth is unknown to me; yet I want to see each rocky coast; each shoreline and mountain and river and field and valley, and river and village. I want to look into the eyes of every human and remind them that this life is for living,… Continue reading Sunrise To Moonrise, what did you do today?
Life has marched onward in the 2 year interim between my last post and now. I won’t go into all the changes and struggles, but since I can not remain fixed while the currents of time rush forward; I must change with the times. Travel, adventure, exploration. These are my goals. My daughters are now… Continue reading Changes, and a new focus.
Je ne consomme pas, je crée. Je n’absorbe pas, je rayonner!
I do not consume, I create. I do not absorb, I radiate!
I carry my Moleskine Pocket Sketchbook with me every day, and by the time I am done filling the notebook and move on to the next, I have usually stuffed it full with clippings, curled pages, photos and other detritus of life. The binding is swollen from all that extra bulk, and the book is… Continue reading Gfeller Casemakers Moleskine Leather Cover Review
The delusive idea that men merely toil and work for the sake of preserving their bodies and procuring for themselves bread, houses, and clothes is degrading, and not to be encouraged. The true origin of man’s activity and creativeness lies in his increasing impulse to embody outside of himself the divine and spiritual element within… Continue reading Toil
The Kaweco Brass Sport Pen, is the first of the sport line of pens that Kaweco makes, that I have been interested in. As a rule I don’t consider plastic or resin a durable enough material for a pen that I would keep bouncing around in my pocket for years and years. Brass on the… Continue reading Kaweco Brass Sport Fountain Pen Review
“The owl of Minerva spreads its wings only with the falling of the dusk.” -Hegel
Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d, Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me, Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined, The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
Albert Einstein I recently read the biography of Albert Einstein by Walter Isaacson for the second time, Einstein has fascinated me ever since I went through a course on physics: his ideas captivated me then, and have stayed with me ever since. Einstein was more apt to use descriptions and visual imagery to show his… Continue reading Wisdom Comes Slowly
Truly beautiful music is hard to find. I am always searching for new artists and sifting through popular media for the good stuff. One such artist that I have found is the Canadian Francophone singer Cœur De Pirate, (In English this translates to 'Pirate Heart') her music and poetic lyrics are amazing, I have been… Continue reading The Poetic Beauty Of Cœur De Pirate |La Beauté Poétique De Cœur De Pirate.
The New Raspberry Pi Zero. The Raspberry Pi foundation has released the new Pi Zero, which comes in at an absolutely amazing $5 price. They are of course totally sold out so I can’t get my paws on one yet, but even so I know this is going to be amazing. I was excited about… Continue reading Revolutionary $5 Computer: Raspberry Pi Zero
Where do we go from here? Anticlimax is the word I would use to describe the state of the world at the moment. As humanity as a whole we no longer really have a goal. The world has shrunken and become less interesting as more and more exploration and discovery have lessened the mystery around… Continue reading Where Do We Go From Here?
Forget Me Not 1918 These pressed flowers were in a book I bought many years ago at a garage sale. I have kept the worm eaten book and these flowers for many years because they are special. I don’t know the story, I don’t know if this was a funeral bouquet for a fallen soldier,… Continue reading Forget Me Not – 1918
This is my Cuneiform Epitaph. Scratches on clay the remnants of lives, tiny sparks that winked brightly and then went out; time consuming the present moment by moment, Langoliers following closely behind, watching for scraps and pouncing on wasted time. When flesh grows cold, and entropy consumes blood, bones, and essence leaving nothing for the… Continue reading Ink Cuneiform