“Winds of change, keeps you searching for the truth,
Sea of rage, slowly drowning wasted youth.”
– Testament, 2012.
As an aging metalhead I would only remind readers that some of the topics and arguments presented on this site, especially in the blog, may not be for the faint of heart. Apart from my vocation, metal is much more than merely music and has an interest in general human freedom, as Sam Dunn himself had occasion to note in his second film. In any case, the reader beware. For a critical philosophy nothing remains sacred, with the exception of perhaps the idea of the question. So far, the character of love, justice, freedom, person and education are to be questioned as critically as possible in the blog texts, of diverse forms.
Aside from thinking and writing, I love the great outdoors, where my wife and I may often be found together…
In 2016, Newcastle Island Provincial Marine Park, BC, Canada.
My lovely wife Jennifer, for whom I am so grateful, 2016, Salish Sea, Canada.
I wrote this poem for her birthday that year:
For May 24th
Let us not speak of fair, or fairness
For plenty are deeper hued and still as perfect
But this one happens to be golden
And oh, so the golden moments.
Speak not of the sky,
its overcast, its elusive blue
For the ocean is as deep beneath what soars above
And this one happens to be sea green
And then, what oceanic vision.
And tell neither of the dance,
the grace of those who practice on
declared in turn and turn again.
But this one moves as well without
the circle of performance.
Instead attend the bright incision
neither chorus nor yet echo
For there are tongues as deft and wits as quick
as the winged ones who mix their call and flight.
– GVL, May 21st 2016.