The Ramblings of the Titanium Don
Ramblings

Category: Pathwalking

The Fine Line Between Knowing and Overwhelming

How do you define too much information? I’m mentally, emotionally, and spiritually exhausted. It takes a lot of energy to reclaim my balance these days. Why? Because I care about the world I live in. It matters to me that our so-called leaders are doing so many hateful, unhinged, harmful things to people, places, and things. Reading about the latest injustice, the unnecessary cruelty, and the utter uncaring is a lot. It’s all too easy to get dragged in deeper

What You Do and Don’t Stress Over Is Your Choice

Nobody lives stress-free. Life is crazy. Much of this is by its very nature. Existing in this world, in the body you call your own, is fraught with all kinds of craziness in and of itself. The aging process alone is enough to drive a person mad. Then there are the people, places, and things – both tangible and intangible – that are part of life but not you. I don’t care where your politics lie, you can’t tell me

I Choose My Own Path To Exercise What Control I Can

The choices you make empower or disempower you. I’m realizing I need to spend less and less time on social media. This creates something of a disconnect for me. As part of marketing my books, Facebook and Instagram are important, useful resources. So, I can’t quit them entirely. But I can choose not to surf them. One of the bigger challenges of walking the indie-author/authorpreneur path is the non-writing elements. The editing, hiring professionals for copy editing and cover art,

What Can I Do About This?

What you can do about this is small but still significant. If, like me, you see the world going mad and feel like there must be something you can do, it’s all too easy to become discouraged. You look at the lies people accept, believe, and buy into. What seems completely ugly and horrific to you, others are just allowing. You see these so-called leaders tossing out kindness, compassion, empathy, and even just caring in the name of greed, power,

It Will Never Be Perfect

Perfection, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder. Lots of people hold off on projects, creations, and other work because they need to make it perfect. Right from the start they seek to have it all flawless with the “t’s” crossed and “i’s” dotted. They do everything they can to make sure they have all the metaphors in a row before doing the art, painting the painting, starting the business, or what have you. There is one very

They Don’t Care About You

Why do you care about them? I’m not talking about your family or friends. Though I can make an argument that when you aren’t present with one another, they likely aren’t thinking about you. But that’s not the same, because they still care about you. Who I am talking about is “them.” Those included in “them” is every police officer, clergyman, business mogul, politician, celebrity, and similar people nearly always distant from you and yours. When all is said and

Pick Your Battles and Know Your Allies

What can you do in the face of this madness? How the fuck did we get here? Why do they think starting a trade war will do anyone any good at all? Oh, right, because they only care about what lines their pockets and fuck the rest of us. I’m scared. I can’t deny that. Watching the nation that I call home being ripped apart by this ludicrous, unconscionable excuse for a human being and his sycophants is depressing, horrifying,

It Helps to Be Able to Improvise

Sometimes, the best way through is to make it up as you go along. When I began to learn melee combat in medieval fencing, a key phrase always stuck with me. No plan survives contact with the enemy. And it’s true. The “enemy”, be it a physical opponent or an intangible like Resistance, is unpredictable. You can’t and don’t know what they’ll do, how they’ll do it, or much of anything, really. Part of this is because you are the

Not Caring What Others Think Is Hard

It’s especially hard when you wish they saw what you are seeing. Reading the news, even from a level of learning the basics to simply stay informed, is increasingly infuriating. I cannot understand how, in less than a decade, the United States went from progressive, having twice elected the first-ever black president, to this reactionary fascist-inspired nightmare. It seemed like we were entering a golden age of reason, of progress, of a world where greater fairness and equality were both

If You Give Up or Give In, They Win

Do what you can to stay strong. I have massively reduced my time on social media. This is to avoid doomscrolling and doing harm to my mental, emotional, and spiritual health. It’s not that I don’t desire to know what my friends and loved ones are doing. It’s that all the bad news, awful happenings, and ongoing ugliness is disheartening, upsetting, and can move all the way over to terrifying. How in the hell did we get here? After decades

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