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Home be foundeded me begarbed and me at peace.
Faire in the Grove, Oregon
Canterbury Faire, Oregon
Fairey World, Oregon
Shrewsbury Faire, Oregon
Pirate Fest, Oregon
About Me
You are The Hermit
Prudence, Caution, Deliberation.
The Hermit points to all things hidden, such as knowledge and inspiration,hidden enemies. The illumination is from within, and retirement from participation in current events.
The Hermit is a card of introspection, analysis and, well, virginity. You do not desire to socialize; the card indicates, instead, a desire for peace and solitude. You prefer to take the time to think, organize, ruminate, take stock. There may be feelings of frustration and discontent but these feelings eventually lead to enlightenment, illumination, clarity.
The Hermit represents a wise, inspirational person, friend, teacher, therapist. This a person who can shine a light on things that were previously mysterious and confusing.
My music interest runs from the Medieval through the late Classical periods.
I also enjoy melodic, contemporaty music and music that makes me want to dance regardless of era.
Movies
Historically based whether it is the orthodox style or that found in fantasy fiction. A little bit of history makes the movie more appealing to me.
I pay close attention to sets and costuming for authenticity. That expectation wanes depending on the film, too, as good acting can overcome many warts.
How do I define good acting and/or a good script: That I can disengage belief and become one with the story.
I saw Legion twice and once I was able to “get past” the violence, I happily found many biblical references and much philosophical thought to ponder. When a movie remains within my mind long after the viewing, it is good movie in my estimation.
I appreciate “dry humor” and find “slap-stick” wanting most times at least in contemporary settings. The works of the Ritz Brothers, Abbot and Costello, the Three Stooges, and Lucile Ball; I find to be excellent examples of the craft. It is not a easy skill to do well.
And I have a good collection of Disney animated features. Nothing like good animation breathes life into ancient mythology or hoary fairytales; Disney is the best even now.
TV
I find little on contemporary television that attracts my interest and “pop culture” I find mindless at best under most circumstances.
There are exceptions: The Discovery Channel brings science to life and aids in comprehension. The Hallmark channel can be depended upon to provide accomplished acting and the assurance it still exists in today’s quest for “stardom”.
And there is the Rachel Maddow show on MSNBC: She is the measure by which cable news shows should be evaluated for quality.
She is skilled in the broadcasting craft. Her staff labors under harsh guidelines that demand accuracy and documentation for publication. In the event a error occurs, she announces it in full view on her show – she takes responsibility for what is said there – she is honest and believable in an age of news hyperbolae, innuendo, and created fiction.
Add this to the fact I that find her mentally brilliant, witty of mind, and quick of tongue and I know I will enjoy an hour on TV.
Books
All European History through the Nineteenth Century. Tarot and Runes. Fantasy Fiction - David Eddings and Robert Jordon.
Vices
Going to Faires and spending money
Virtues
Heroes
St. Thomas a'Becket, Sir Thomas Moore, and Wayne Morse, Oregon Senior Senator -all men of principle against great odds.
Bethinkst thou now: dost thou in a dream that we be awake, or in our slumbers do we but dream of waking? Art thou but of God's imagination, or doth God exist solely in thy addled pate? Whence cometh this becalled life. Be it the rhythm of breath as it floweth from our bodies, or is life the awareness that doth reside nestled within our gray matter?
Immortal Shakespeare hath it most correct:
(To be, or not to be, aye there's the point, To Die, to sleepe, is that all? Aye all: No, to sleepe, to dreame, I mary there it goes, For in that dreame of death, when wee awake, And borne before an euerlasting Iudge, From whence no passenger euer retur'nd, The vndiscouered country, at whose sight The happy smile, and the accursed damn'd. But for this, the ioyfull hope of this, Whol'd beare the scornes and flattery of the world, Scorned by the right rich, the rich curssed of the poore?
And John Donne:
DEATH be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee,
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee doe goe,
Rest of their bones, and soules deliverie.
Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poyson, warre, and sicknesse dwell,
And poppie, or charmes can make us sleepe as well,
And better then thy stroake; why swell'st thou then;
One short sleepe past, wee wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.
And so thy choice doth be: to live, endure the living death, or to die
For me, do I choose to live life unto it most full until I be called unto new
The sands fall within the hourglass and drift without pause as we do make our way along breath’s pathways encumbered by our own conceits and labors. Upon one such sojourn, I chance did meet two friend who gave voice that I had become lost and my castle the lair of cobwebs and mouse droppings.
As upon the road to Emmaus, epiphany arose from the dust at my feet and besmacked me between mine eyes that were opened.
And thus did I hasten unto my castle over hill and down dale and there found the sorry state that hath been described unto me much to my woe.
With a sigh, I began my labors to fix that which had befallen in my absence. With broom and mop were spiders and mice sent fleeing for their very lives before my determined vengeance upon their wake.
My walls be now adorned with new tapestry that doth reflect the sun’s light upon the dark hall’s corners. And as I journeyed new conceits and perspectives emerged as doth the butterfly from its cocoon. My get of my musings thou wilt here find as well. I seek not accommodation, but that all doth know upon the rock that I do stand. And in the grand tradition of the universities founded in Paris and Oxford, I would invite such parle in civil manner thereupon. Perchance I may offer thee a drought of ale or a dram of wine to wet thy whistle that such discourse be lively indeed in the spirit of our edification
Where for art thou brother. I do miss thee. Granted my visits to the shire are infrequent,so I am to blame. If thou has a Facebook account visit me. My profile is Blackwolf Der Barde, and my music page is Blackwolf the Bard. I hope to hear from you brother.
'Tis with great joy that I find thy scribings herein and do wish most fondly as to see the new tapestries which do adorn the walls of thy humble abode.
That we mayest share thy hearth's warmth and the companionship of good conversation... 'tis a fond desire of this lasses heart which may yet come to pass.
Prithee to forgive my excited ramblings this day...
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Where for art thou brother. I do miss thee. Granted my visits to the shire are infrequent,so I am to blame. If thou has a Facebook account visit me. My profile is Blackwolf Der Barde, and my music page is Blackwolf the Bard. I hope to hear from you brother.
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