Bit of a Ramble

It seems like every other time I update this thing I say "It's been forever since I've updated this thing." Sadly, it's pretty true, once again.

Or happily. /:-)

I tend to keep myself fairly busy and entertained, so I don't often have much time to devote to proper blogging, though I do sometimes still think it would be a good thing if I were to make the time.

I've been moved into my apartment for a few months, now, and I'm terribly fond of my little sanctuary. I'm still quite avidly roleplaying, at the same two haunts, and have been making good progress writing my book. About once a month I get together with a couple (occasionally all) members of the little poly-family I've become a part of. Over the summer, this has included camping at a little pagan-friendly, privately-owned nature preserve called Lothlorien, the glorious geek-fest known as GenCon, more camping, and a weekend in Ohio to visit the Renaissance Festival.

The closing of the nearest Waldenbooks gave me a nice little stack of reading material, which I'm most of the way through. (Of them, I most highly recommend The Door to Lost Pages and Mechanique.) And I've discovered an interesting Buddhist writer in Brad Warner. His books are some of the most remarkably sensible I've read in ages, and refreshingly good-humored.

Being occupied with all of this business in NYC, Boston, San Francisco and other places, the country could use a little more sensibility, I'd say. I'm glad to see people taking a stand. I'm sorry that it's become so very necessary.

Lately, I've been of the opinion that we're making our way through our own Dark Ages. Lots of fear and ignorance and exploitation of the masses by high-powered scavengers. On the bright side, that should mean we have a Renaissance and an Age of Reason coming, eventually. Even if I don't live to see it, it pleases me to know that history repeating itself includes at least some good bits.

As we approach good old 2012 I've been seeing a few more doomsday nuts about, and it always makes me sad. How much must a person hate their life, to anticipate the end of a whole world so zealously as some do? What will they do, when everything just keeps going? Will they understand that the change needs to be internal more than anywhere else? Or will they crumble? Or will they find a new apocalypse to worship?