An analysis of the Saturnalia and the subsequent Sol Invictus pagan holiday (the origin of Christmas), and its relation to my life and terminal, but still alive, status.

I'm facing duel existential threats right now. One physical in nature, the other in financial solvency. This has led me to significant vexation and worry. Yes, worry: one of the most silly emotions of the human spirit.

Health update. And a random rant regarding today's all-present spell casting in our societies!

Don't get me wrong: I love my counselor and plan to continue to see them. But in a recent discussion with my counselor, I realized there is a part of my world view that sets uneasy with me. I further don't see if there's anything I can do to get past un an unsettling fact.

Here I give a brief health update, no huge surprises. Then, I reflect on what I see as a growing problem in the United States. Many others have spoke of the polarization of this country being so severe, a second civil war may be oncoming. I add, though, what I think the cause is: the inability to see the world through the lenses of others.

This phrase of yesteryear is apparently truer than I could ever imagine. And, for someone with Congestive Heart Failure (CHF), the consequences can be rather unpleasant.

A great man once said, "Some people say that death is like saying 'the party is over.' But that's not quite right; the reality is much worse than that: The party is still going on, but YOU have to leave!

It's difficult to deal with day-to-day problems while dealing with physical problems. But, you must do it. Not handling these annoying issues will be done so at your peril. Or your family's or loved one's peril. You'll have to do some "adulting. "Adulting is hard," but you have to do it.

Battling my impulsive, reptilian brain is a huge struggle. But if I don't at least mitigate it, I'll spend my last days angry. And who wants that?!

The Greek myth of Narcissus still remains a warning cry to the modern world, not in just how to not behave, but how to handle those around you who fail to adhere to its warning.

How can an ancient story about a quite handsome youth who, when returning from a hunting trip, become so enamored with his own reflection in a lake, reach in to embrace and love himself to only drown, warn to us today? Let's find out how this condition harms not only the practitioner, but those around it.