Laboring

9/3/2016

Regardless of Labor Day weekend, my duties do not cease. I work, I train, I write. Striving to attain and surpass always, improve, strengthen. For those who have missed my posts on Twitter, there is a new section called "Soul Journeys." This is the opposite of my normal manner of madness, it is a spiritual walk through the moutains of my mind, the portion of me that wonders and wanders to heights unattainable by my earthly body, grasping for limits set by this mortal coil. For genre sakes, it is Fantasy, with strange characters and events, telling a tale that has unfolded long without us, whether forward or backward is unknown. I am still brewing up my crazy thoughts, I know those will never stop. My busy season starts soon so bear with me if there are slumps of new content. However, the Metal has been strong lately, locating those songs and albums that fill the pieces that seem lost to me, somehow complete me or make me feel a little more together in my own sense. So, check out the new stuff and keep up with the machine gun drums and crushing riffs I will drop upon your weak being. Oh, Dark Conspiracies has an alteration in the works as well, so "The Summons" has been removed temporarily until I can fix that awful story arc. As always, when in doubt, go left!

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THE MAD BARRON

QUOTES I ADMIRE
"A wilderness, in contrast with those areas where man and his own works dominate the landscape, is an area where the earth and its community of life are untrammeled by man, where man himself is a visitor who does not remain." - from the Wilderness Act, 1964

"I owe my solitude to other people." - ALAN WATTS

“I think I could turn and live with the animals, they are so placid and self contained;
I stand and look at them long and long.
They do not sweat and whine about their condition;
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins;
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God;
Not one is dissatisfied-not one is demented with the mania of owning things;
Not one kneels to another, nor his kind that lived thousands of years ago;
Not one is responsible or industrious over the whole earth.”
― Walt Whitman

"In the ancient world, people placed heavy stones on the graves of the dead so their souls would not wander and inflict the living. I always thought this was simply the practice of superstitious and primitive people. But I was about to learn that the dead can hover on the edge of our vision with the density and luminosity of mist, and their claim on the earth can be as legitimate and tenacious as our own."

- Dave Robicheaux (In The Electric Mist With Confederate Dead)