In this world, there will be trouble and cortisol. Cortisol is the body’s main stress hormone, liquid alarm. Cortisol is not all bad. You need it to be strong, and to produce energy in a pinch. What if you just produce it all the time though? Well then you have a real problem, don’t you? Have you ever tried to sleep while a fire alarm is going off? Cortisol is just physical though. Yet our …
Dwell on Regret
What is the difference between knowing and might? Isn’t knowing a previously trodded path? Isn’t might a path you have only just found? Regret sneaks up on a man in the tall grass. He walks the path of might and finds his legs covered in ticks. They are not fatal but no one really wants to have to deal with them. I love sweets but in recent times I have found myself less and less …
With That Great Mountain Below
I have often felt a kindred spirit with the dwarves of Tolkien fiction. Not because of their lust for wealth and power or their incarnate little man syndrome. I felt a connection with them because they live under a mountain. I live beneath a mountain of work as well. The art and writing I do are often gasps of fresh air from a tiny hole that I dug with a keyboard and a pencil. I …
Wonders of this present world
Having kids has been one of the most interesting and inspiring things I have ever participated in. Participation is the right word too. To a certain degree, you have a say in how you conduct yourself. You have a say in how you dress, what you call yourself, are you a mean person, or a nice person. Many things about ourselves we have say over. However, the truly interesting things about a person are those …
Why Do
Why do anything at all? Why draw, build, create, carry on, or endure. Is there something to gain? Is there something beyond? Perhaps you take the view of the naturalist and see the genetic code of the human race as the thing that is beyond. As the thing that should be preserved above all else. A linage of thought and understanding suddenly awash in the nihilism of Weston and a universe that will eventually burn …
Where To From Here
The cliff shimmered of electric obsidian. Colors moved through the darkness ahead and cosmic leviathans shifted in their sleep. Is this really what I wanted? Did I want to hurl myself into the strange unknown with all its transcendent machinations? Could I even predict how I might change? What if I came out the other side something or someone I would hate today? The nebula pulsed wordlessly asking me if I had only come to …
Strange Death of Childhood or Anxiousness
Anxiety is a funny thing. I went through life up until I was about thirty-seven with little to no anxiety. I was pretty chill. Now I did have an anger problem early on but some confession and acknowledgment of the problem took care of it. You can only have an anger problem as long as you do not admit you have one and as long as you never admit it hurts you and the others …