Many thanks! I sense you are another Grizzlebeard- the population grows! Definitely read Belloc- I suggest a short essay of his of which I might be writing on soon called "At the Sign of the Lion." Absolutely exquisite.
Ah me! Soul-satisfying to read. Enchanting. Every time I read this (yes, I keep coming back) I forward it to someone else...those who have lifted their chins off their chests, stood up, and followed the bird song and thunderous water. Thank you for lighting the way!
I love the name Grizzlebeard. Yes, I think there are plenty of us in that same frame of mind. While technology always consumes man, time does move forward and some of technology gets reduced to a passing trend. It came and it was interesting, but it grows empty and unfulfilling over time. I got off most of social media last year and I've never regretted it. I love being on here because I am working toward something. The other sites are only time-wasters for me. So, I may not be full-blown Grizzlebeard but I feel like I'm getting there. I think it requires a bit of age but a lot of wisdom. Outstanding post, Greg.
Much thanks for these words, Parker. The emptiness of technology is certainly something to keep in mind- in a way, its passing utility is a a fair warning for us who are destined for the eternal. How much did I once laud myself for getting the most up to date VCR? And time moves ever forward , as you say…
I've always considered the scraping of a man's face, especially as he gets some age on him, a symbol of the disintegration of enchantment and the devine. For one thing, look at those ol' shaven lizards. Few things they could benefit more from aesthetically than some hair on that face. My favorite fellas in my foothill environs are the skinny ol' stockmen and cowboys with their wild long hair hanging from under their hats and their beards to their sternums blowing there like spanish moss. Those are the locals i most want to engage with. Talk about bucks and bears and how it'll soon be time for our spring bath.
Grizzlebearded. Love it. This piece is pungent with the deep earth and trailing stardust that many of us long for. Now I must pick up those books!
Many thanks! I sense you are another Grizzlebeard- the population grows! Definitely read Belloc- I suggest a short essay of his of which I might be writing on soon called "At the Sign of the Lion." Absolutely exquisite.
Thanks, I’ll hunt it down.
Ah me! Soul-satisfying to read. Enchanting. Every time I read this (yes, I keep coming back) I forward it to someone else...those who have lifted their chins off their chests, stood up, and followed the bird song and thunderous water. Thank you for lighting the way!
I appreciate your comment and the shares! Thank you so much. Do check out the writers I mentioned!
I love the name Grizzlebeard. Yes, I think there are plenty of us in that same frame of mind. While technology always consumes man, time does move forward and some of technology gets reduced to a passing trend. It came and it was interesting, but it grows empty and unfulfilling over time. I got off most of social media last year and I've never regretted it. I love being on here because I am working toward something. The other sites are only time-wasters for me. So, I may not be full-blown Grizzlebeard but I feel like I'm getting there. I think it requires a bit of age but a lot of wisdom. Outstanding post, Greg.
Much thanks for these words, Parker. The emptiness of technology is certainly something to keep in mind- in a way, its passing utility is a a fair warning for us who are destined for the eternal. How much did I once laud myself for getting the most up to date VCR? And time moves ever forward , as you say…
Cheers!
Greg
Well I have the beard, but I am not fond of agriculture. I appreciate those who are, but I have no dreams of farming.
I've always considered the scraping of a man's face, especially as he gets some age on him, a symbol of the disintegration of enchantment and the devine. For one thing, look at those ol' shaven lizards. Few things they could benefit more from aesthetically than some hair on that face. My favorite fellas in my foothill environs are the skinny ol' stockmen and cowboys with their wild long hair hanging from under their hats and their beards to their sternums blowing there like spanish moss. Those are the locals i most want to engage with. Talk about bucks and bears and how it'll soon be time for our spring bath.
A good point. I appreciate the increase of beards over the last twenty years- this is a hopeful sign!