I’ve been told by a few people that I should sell prints of my photos, so I decided that I’ve give people the opportunity to buy some. I don’t really expect much from this, but I’ve made my own Etsy shop. I’m willing to do prints of many of the photos on my flickr account in a variety of sizes, but I’ve listed some of the photos I prefer on my Etsy shop. If you’re interested or know someone who might be, have a look. Steph and I may be doing prints of our HandRooster comics soon as well, if everything goes as expected. Anyway, I’ll put the some of the photos I’ve listed on Etsy below.
We went up to look at a house for someone and then since we were up North, we took the opportunity to go and see a bit of Inverness and the Loch Ness. The Loch Ness area was a bit tourist filled, but it was pretty anyway. I took some photos which I’ll post below, but the light was extremely harsh and taking photos was a bit hard. I tried to do a bit of software fixing on them, but some of them didn’t turn out as well as I’d like.
The photo at the bottom is actually from near our house. There are fields full of nice little lambs around here and I finally got a semi decent picture through one of the fences. I might post some more later, if I get a chance.
Things are finally growing here, so I recently took some pictures around our house. While most of the days continue to be rainy and grey, it is still nice to see flowers and all of the new lambs running in the fields. Hopefully warm weather is coming, bringing some sunshine and more green things with it. I’m looking forward to getting out and seeing more of the scenery around here. Anyway, I don’t have much time to write but I’ll be back soon with a better update on what I’m doing. Until then, I hope you’re all well. Enjoy!
While I worked for the military, it was easy to blame my problems on my job. As I saw it, I worked for an evil entity - a regime which destroys hope and ruins lives worldwide. I realize that the military is just a tool to be used by an entire country, I still believe that the tool itself has flaws which must be corrected in order to fall in line with the collected interest of all of the world’s peoples. By no means am I suggesting that the US government is the sole baddy out there, but if you look at history objectively you can’t claim that it is the sole goody either.
As I said, it was easy to blame everything on my job, but when circumstances in life change and you face yourself in the mirror and find little has changed in your attitude, you must pursue the most obvious path of reasoning - the problem is not with my circumstances, it is with me. I knew this all along, but the battle with the self is endless. It is almost impossible for me to avoid blaming suffering on the immediate catalysts in my life, though I know full well that I lie at the heart of every problem. In the battle with the self, can we really win? Many philosophers and religious leaders have claimed to have solved that problem, but could the truth at the heart of it all illuminate yet another ego based claim? Can we not appear benevolent to others with only ego in our hearts?
I always fall into a certain trap of thinking. I always imagine that my mind will calm and my heart will fill with the next change I wish to make. In reality I just look forward again, to some other goal which may never be realized. I am also obsessive. I tend to focus on one thing at a time, throwing all of my effort and focus into that sole purpose until I am disheartened by the lack of progress. In the end, my ego still controls me. I wish the world to bow down to my glory - a man more than a man, a personality worth the fame they bestow upon me. They should see me as an enlightened being and worship me as a god, but not in a way that would annoy me or subtract from my self enjoyment. I want everything and with no effort.
And if I ever got it, I’d be miserable. Then again, the day after I’d be really excited by something else.
Video Blog update for the 2nd of March. I talk about my house, doing looparounds, and show you my back yard.