Author: Carl Setzer

My brain seems empty of late. I don’t feel greatly inspired, no grand need to write. This is one of those times that I need to push, to drive, descend into the depths of my being. I know that I need to spend more time within my fears, trying to calm this realm forever. Face them down, yes, but also chase them to their roots, and then pull them up. Only then can I truly be free, and then I can see that deep desire, that which is based upon love, and nothing more.

Fear is what drives me to weariness, what grabs at those roots and plays demented songs. This is what I loath about my life right now, the unbidden fears that gurgle up like swamp gas and belch their stink into my day. I really don’t need this. My fears are unrealistic and, dare I say, silly. They are out of balance. Fear is valuable, it provides guidance and works to keep us safe. When it is the primary driver, when reason, compassion and love are weakened, or, worse, obliterated, my life is worsened. Joy withers, droops, and risks death. Live without joy is only an empty husk, tree bark with no tree within. It is dead, and a death I wish for no one.

Clever little costume, anyone gonna grab it for Halloween? (No, this link isn’t for a costume”.

This is where I first found this. And here is the site with this, and many other photos like this. Sadly, I don’t have the slightest idea what language this is in.

Update:It’s Portugese.

Rather cool new artist I just stumbled upon. A groovy blend of techno which I stumbled upon checking out one of my favorite groups now, Blue Man Group.

Check out the video Venus did with Blue Man.

Here’s the link to official Venus Hum site.

Washington diary: Farewell cowboy?

An interesting look at the current administration by a writer with the BBC. Quite fair, methinks. Not pandering, not bashing, just thought out and, well, a thoughtful review of where the President finds himself.

For those of you that like spiders.

Local News | No rental tax for Flexcar — for now | Seattle Times Newspaper

The notion that Flexcar is in the rental car business is similar to saying a condominium is in the rental house business. People are all co-owners of the cars, and that is a critical difference. With Flexcars, they’re timesharing, not renting. I’m surprised that this critical difference hasn’t been pointed out yet.

Amazing gifts from my child. So much that I don't grasp, which only becomes clear before my son's eyes. Amazment with a butterfly or spider's web, or anguish from a block's inability to defy gravity. All speak to things buried deep within, lost to sunlight, yet still real, deeply real. Perhaps I can rebirth that, bring it forth into the daylight. Try and see the world simply, in all it's joy and pain. Perhaps what children offer most to the world is not their abilty to experience unbridaled joy, but their grasp of pain. This pain felt so deeply, unhidden by convention or stigma, at things WE can't allow tears for, though we still long to spill forth sobs. Perhaps it is this, and our ability to allow that grief which is the greatest gift.