I am really excited about all these connections being made this summer. I have had the pleasure to get a bit closer to several Feri initiates I admire; I have begun to use LJ and Facebook (still learning); I have created several blogs and had personal responses from several well-know authors I admire; I have hosted a few new events here at Dragondale with great success....what an interesting change for me ... after 'hiding out' in the forest and only peeking out at Pantheacon. Wow, feels really different!
Here they come! Marley's Ghost!!!! Appearing August 7 at 7:30 PM in Monterey at Monterey Live (831) 375-5483 Appearing August 8 at 7:30PM in Berkeley at Freight and Salvage Coffeehouse (510) 548-176
Here's a little taste of them at Strawberry on Gospel Sunday...
A dear friend posted this on a list and I just had to proliferate it! It says nearly all I can think of to say about the human community and where we can 'go' from here.
Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there--on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.
I was hunting about on YouTube and came across this interesting interview clip with Neil Gaiman talking about Lovecraft. As some of you may know, H.P. Lovecraft's work seemed to have an influence during the formative years of the Craft in the 20th century... or maybe it was the other way-round, and we had an influence on his writing?
