Category Archives: Creative Ramblings

When Others Create

We’ve all created something that we embrace as our own precious gift. We become invested in it because we put so much of ourselves into it. Whether it was a game, a book, a show or any other creation, it spreads its wings and glides into other souls. And those souls embrace it as their own, because they pull something unique from it that they relate to. The cycle moves on, growing like a ripple in the water driven by a joyous wind.

When another creation is born from that which we treasure, our expectations are high and pure. We want to feel that emotion that birthed a love so true. If the emotion is discordant, then we hit out against the blasphemy that we perceive. But is that right? Or did we just not open ourselves up to a hidden path that someone else uncovered, unseen by ourselves.

We forget that when others create, their dreams do not always match our own. That is the beauty of dreams – there are an infinite variety, some hidden and some seen. See the colors and textures as only you can, but don’t limit them to what you know. Don’t close yourself off to another’s dream simply because it is feels off to you. Give it a chance, because there is an opportunity to find new lands to explore. Every journey has the potential of changing you, and that is what life is about.

Creations are indeed infinite but also delicate. If you try to capture and tame them, chances are that you will endanger their very existence. Let them go free and see where they will take you, without preconceived notions. You may not be happy at what you see at this exact moment, but the future is wide open to create anything that you can dream up. So, when others create, embrace the difference. It’s all around you. And it feeds a hungry soul that is looking for a reason to grow and prosper. Every creation begets more, ever growing and ever changing to something beyond our expectations. How beautiful!

…just saying


Hound is Back – Hound 3: Liberator

Cú Cullan is a Celtic mythological hero, and his story is part of the the oldest stories known as the Ulster Cycle to come from Europe’s history. He is the central figure to the Hound trilogy that I’ve been following since the beginning.

If you haven’t read the first two Hound books by Paul Bolger and Barry Devlin, then you really need to go find them now! The Kickstarter campaign for the final story in the trilogy is going strong for another 9 days and they’ve almost reached their goal. That they haven’t yet is something of a mystery, as this story is a hauntingly beautiful one told with mesmerizing (and gruesome) strength that has already made waves.

As you can see by the page below, it is a powerful telling with incredible graphics and a captivating story spanning three books that originated through two previously successful campaigns with the current one drawing to a close soon. Check out the campaign (click on the Kickstarter campaign link above) to see what’s involved in this final telling from the trilogy.

I have read books 1 and 2 multiple times just to remember how the fierce warrior manages to overcome the many wicked deeds that seek to destroy him. In a world of violence and greed, here’s a hero who embraces his strengths and weaknesses in order to overcome adversity in all of its forms. He is always bruised and battered, sometimes out of control, and yet manages to move forward with a determination that can only be found in select few who have the courage to face darkness head on.

A gorgeous page from Hound 3: Liberator





















Here’s my own piece that was created from the original Kickstarter campaign. I have it on my wall of treasures as a symbol to strive for when encountering my own trials in daily life. No matter the size of your own problems, the solution is always to come face to face with it. Pretty incredible image that I really cherish from a story that I’m glad is being told with such passion and talent.

My very own slice of Hound heaven














And if this isn’t enough for you, choose to become part of the story in a unique and lasting manner. There are a few ways to be immortalized next to the hero himself. Just, go check it out right now and join the Hound brigade that stands with Cú Cullan. Story telling of this level come only a few times in our lifetimes, and the opportunity to support Hound 3: Liberatory is now.

p.s, Also, get in touch with Hugh Welchman to find out more about Hound the movie. I can’t wait to see how they’ll immerse us into the story in moving form. I know that it will be as beautifully done as the books! Plus, he’s a really great guy.


Hear Me…Understand Me

Can you hear me?



What about now? And more importantly: Do you understand me?


What will it take for you to hear me? When will you stop to listen to what I mean, and not just to what I say?

Learning to converse (courtesy of the wondrously beautiful movie, Arrival)











I watched the movie Arrival today, and have to say that I don’t remember the last time a movie spoke to the inner me so profoundly. The story line was so breathtakingly beautiful because of the depth of understanding and cooperation between the language professor, Louise, and the aliens. Both do not think linearly, and are not limited by the structures that society and our leaders impose upon us. Humans have the capacity to overcome these barriers through shared exchanges and a willingness to step outside of our normal experiences. That it does not happen frequently enough is evident from our current state of global affairs.

Words are the music in my soul, so it was inevitable that this movie would speak to me. Words are the air that I need to exist. Others use similar symphonies like music, color, lines, or texture to express themselves to the outside world. Without them, we only see black and white. And yet all of these things are no longer considered pertinent to the human equation of life. Who thought that this would be a good idea to eliminate them from our lives? Who thought that only linear forward thinking would allow us to successfully venture into our collective future? Who? Because those who made this decision shackled our creative future and tossed away the key. We need to find that key again to unlock not only our human potential, but also to ensure our very survival!

I feel as though I’ve been stuck in a frozen dimensionless plane in life for far too long. Any forward motion is accompanied by too many steps backwards. I look around and see people who talk, but do not stop to truly listen to the meaning behind the words. Their schedules require that expediency be the only answer to the process of living. So, everything outside of the accepted equation is not relevant.

But I also see so many people who are looking for a meaningful connection to facilitate the return of a soul to humanity. We connect momentarily during temporary gatherings, but we need something more that is perpetually sustained. How do we do this outside of the normal channels and organizations? Because clearly, the existing institutions and status quo are failing us spectacularly.

If the current groups will not hear us, then we need to find a different way of communicating. We need to use a different language. We need words that exist outside of structure. We need art…and music…and science…and texture…and life. But most of all we need access to all of these tools to recreate the rich fabric of humanity that once existed. We need to free them from the shackles of conformance.

Life does not conform; it adapts to its ever-changing environment. So, I’m reaching out to someone…anyone…to come talk to me. Mutually build a society from the ground up so that the ending of arrival can become a reality for humanity. Please hear me. Tell me where to meet you. I’m willing to take a step forward with you together towards a world that is in our dreams.


I’m sending a signal out to the world once again. Who will hear me and start the conversation? Who will offer more than what money can buy? I’m so tired of the superficial. I want depth back in my life. I know that others out there do as well. Do you understand what you’re hearing from my very soul?


Heart Pounding Mike Yung

When we’re in need of soothing, many of us turn to music. It is the warm blanket upon which our souls snuggle into. It’s been a while since I heard a voice that left my heart pounding in pure joy. THIS is what perfection sounds like to me, and people living in New York can hear him on their way to and fro. You guys are really lucky to hear Mike Yung in person! I found him being shared on Reddit last night and would LOVE to hear him in person. So in the meantime, enjoy this and support him in any way you can. These are the kind of musicians we should be enjoying.


I don’t know about you, but his voice brought me to tears at the sheer power and perfection. It really is unfair that many of those who have the most beautiful talents to share never get seen or heard. I really hope that Reddit helps him get the light he so obviously deserves. Mike Yung, everybody. He’s in a subway near you in New York. I wish that I was there!

…and here you can find Mike Yung on Twitter. If his album ever gets out, I’m there in line waiting to buy it! Please make it happen!!!


Words To Think About…F451…Faber

We’re all looking at books that we read in the past to make sense of the present. One that is being talked about is Farenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury. It’s been so long since I read it that I only remembered the sense of it, and not the details. I just changed that by re-reading it and got so much more out of it this time around, as I looked at it with new eyes.

1st edition cover of Farenheit 451 (courtesy: Wikipedia)










Here’s something that got to me, spoken by Mr. Faber, the retired English Professor:

Mr. Montag, you are looking at a coward. I saw the way things were going, a long time back. I said nothing. I’m one of the innocents who could have spoken up and out when no one would listen to the ‘guilty’, but I did not speak and thus became guilty myself. And when finally they set the structure to burn the books, using the firemen, I grunted a few times and subsided, for there were no others grunting or yelling with me, by then. Now, it’s too late.

Or how about this:

It’s not books you need, it’s some of the things that once were in books. The same things could be in the ‘parlor family’ today. The same infinite detail and awareness could be projected through the radios and televisions, but are not. No, no, it’s not books at all that you’re looking for! Take it where you can find it, in old phonograph records, old motion pictures, and in old friends; look for it in nature and look for it in yourself. Books were only one type of receptacle where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget. There is nothing magical in them at all. The magic is only in what books say, how they stitched the patches of the universe together into one garment for us.

And finally:

The books are to remind us what asses and fools we are. They’re Caesar’s praetorian guard, whispering as the parades roars down the avenue, ‘Remember, Caesar, thou art mortal.’ Most of us can’t rush around, talk to everyone, know all of the cities of the world, we haven’t time, money, or that many friends. The things you’re looking for, Montag, are in the world, but the only way the average chap will ever see ninety-nine percent of them is in a book. Don’t ask for guarantees. And don’t look to be saved in any one thing, person, machine, or library. Do your own bit of saving, and if you drown, at least die knowing that you were headed for the shore.

Those are from the second part of the book, when Montag is starting to awaken from deep sleep. I had forgotten just how profound a book this is, and that even back in 1953, Bradbury was clearly seeing what we could become as we set down the path we’ve been stumbling down. Now, look at where we are, and admit that the destination is most definitely not the splendorous jewel of a future we were promised in all of those movies, novels, and national aspirations. Fear has us returning to our past to see if we can find the answer to wake up from this nightmare.

The question is: What will we do with the knowledge once we find it? How do we change what has been written in stone in our societies, so that we can reach a future that all of us want to be part of?

We’ve all been so worried about the one-named beasts that threaten to smother ourselves: censorship, racism, sexism, inequality, classism, dogmatism, materialism, and on and on and on…that we forget what we accomplish collectively that allows for books like this to appear. Now, it seems like these words to think about, by one man who had knowledge but lacked power, can restore the power of the collective to see a better future than the one we will be facing.

Read a classic book, and see what lesson you can bring to life. Heck, it doesn’t have to be a classic, as long as it speaks to your soul (not your ego). Share it over and over until you’ve breathed life back into it. Stoke one fire that isn’t meant to destroy but to create. It’s what we desperately need now.


Time For The Arts

People think that the arts can be killed by force, but the arts contain the force that drives us all. Something to remember!!

- thanks to natezomy from Reddit for this awesome share


Standing Up

It’s going to be a rough time for everyone as the clashes come to light after days of darkness. But then sometimes, something enormous comes along that rights things, if only for a short moment. Just remember that the moment exists for much longer in our minds, hearts, and spirits.

How about something like this:






The Women's March 2017 (credit: @mwilner)


























and how about some history






















When times are the darkest, there will be others who bear torches to see by.

…needed to be said



Happy New Year everyone! May it be much brighter for all of us as a whole.


Is this the year where the norm of status quo will change, or will it be more of the same?















This quote by the Amazing Grace Hopper is a powerful reminder of how these words have shut down so much opportunity, simply because those who utter them refuse to see past the comfort and ease of status quo. It helps that the lady who uttered them was a computer scientist helping to push the envelope of programming during its infancy, as well as a Rear Admiral in the US Navy.

Well, we are indeed moving further into a time of profound change, or so many people like myself believe. Whether it is for good or bad depends on who the people leading the charge for change are, and what they manage to accomplish. Last year felt painful to many of us, possibly because those in charge kept uttering those words as though they were gospel. Well, many of those people are no longer at the forefront of society, simply because the quote above does ring true for far too many.

Change should always take into account the full history of what it’s impacting, to see if it is really necessary. 2016 was the year that proved to us that much of society and its institutions are not as they need to be to meet a positive future for mankind and the planet Earth.

What do you think? Can we make changes in the foundations of mankind so that a much better outcome for all can happen in 2017? Or will it be a continuation of the pain from 2016. Yes, it’s up to each and every one of us to take a step in a different direction so that we don’t always keep hoping that things will be different though we keep taking the same actions.

Fingers crossed, cuddle a rabbit to touch his feet (and keep it firmly attached so that he or she can continue to hop about happily), find a four-leaf clover that hasn’t mutated from some weird chemical we’re using…whatever it takes to get some luck to pull us up the cliff we are falling over.

btw…this is not a pessimistic thought, but the most positive of hopes. Don’t wait for others to change, but start the process for yourself. I am working at just that myself.

Things have not always been done this way. They’re just things that we’re used to doing without deep thought. Change? It might be just what the future of us as a whole wished for.

…just saying


Thanks again Reddit for sharing at the most perfect of times.


Lesser Evils

It started out as a good day, or so I thought. I hadn’t been watching the news much anymore because it was all too depressing.

And just now in, there has been another attack…switch

The courts have decided that the laws stands as is, forcing millions…switch

The results are in, and as expected, …switch


Maybe the radio will have something better?

It’s a song that you haven’t heard in decades! Here’s the national anthem!!!!…switch

Here she is back with her new hit that millions love…switch

The meek shall inherit if they listen to my message…switch


SIGH, maybe it will be just like yesterday, and the day before that, and it continues like a relentless tide eating away at my soul. It wasn’t always like this. I remember how much more vibrant things were a long time ago, when things seemed simpler.

Yeah, I know that phrase is cliche, but it still works so sue me.


I’M DONE! Something has got to change and it’s going to have to be me. I don’t know how, but I’m walking out that door and heading in a different direction to something new. I’m sick of choosing the lesser evil!

hmmmm, North seems good. I see lights that aren’t from some damn store selling something NEW AND DIFFERENT, which actually means that they offer it in too many colors with no other benefits. Yup, North works. If I start out now, I’ll make it before sundown.




Wow, I can’t believe I’m already here! It didn’t even feel all that long. I wonder what I….Wait, why is the road moving? I’m not in my car and it’s still moving. Oh god, NO. It can’t be. Not another one! Dammit, it’s just like my old home. All of those pretty lights were just a trick. But how did they know what I was thnking? I just decided this morning that things had to change. AAAggghhh!!!! I will pull every hair out before I go back to life as usual! There is no way that…

What’s wrong with my hair? It feels different? I feel different? What’s going on?!

Thank you for trying our new body upgrade. You are part of a new and elite group who have been invited into the inner sanctum. You have chosen conformance over difference, and you will be honored for your belief in The New. We are different from the norm, and we are the cutting edge of life. We will not let you down…EVER.

Oh, crap!!! That site I went to last night was a trap of The Same. They got to me before I could escape.

So much for choosing the Lesser Evils…


NIMBY – Anne Hars UpHouse Project

The UpHouse Project (photo and project courtesy of Anne Hars)













Old does not mean bad. But you would never know it by the way the world currently works. When new shows its shiny face to us in the guise of bigger and feature-filled homes, gadgets that mesmerize, and items that pamper, we are all supposed to get on board with the new-buying program. But at what cost when the towns of old are losing their offerings of unique personalities in the name of someone else’s profits? How much more of our souls do we have to sell before a master balance sheet shows in all black, and endless cookie-cutter manufacturing can finally stop?

Artist Anne Hars decided to take the conversation into her own hands by using a momento from a much loved story, Up by Pixar, to indicate the older homes that are on a demolition schedule. It seems that homes everywhere serving as sanctuaries for the less fortunate are part of the gentrification agenda that’s killing our history as well as our town’s personalities. Anne wants to push a conversation as to why it’s necessary to remove homes that have been loved for decades, just because they don’t make someone a clear profit. And why is profit the almighty belief when it’s clear that it has a very destructive side? A town and its homes are much more than any number, as shown by numerous inhabitants that help one another in times of need.

We’ve heard stories of towns and cities that used to be affordable for everyone. But that is fast disappearing because the moneyed are taking over these places that were once vibrant and turning them into postcards that status quo can sell to us all in an ad. Because current marketing trends are about making all things pretty for a price that we’re all willing to pay, it’s difficult to be seen above the beauty. So, why not use a symbol of a story that warms our hearts and stirs our souls? What an amazingly beautiful way to be seen when you can’t be heard. It’s a small start, but it can lead to a much bigger and more important conversation if we heed its warning.

Bravo, Anne Hars and the UpHouse Project!! Continue to show us what true beauty looks and feels like. There are too many people who need the help to keep their lives intact. And thanks to the Guardian for pushing an important story to the front! Now NIMBY has a different meaning, and its one full of hope and heart.

Stop censorship