Burnished Isle

So I saw Solo, Directed by Ron Howard and written by Lawrence and John Kasden against the wishes of those who wanted to boycott the movie. Trolls and extremists aside, I found myself again empathizing with them a little, though I am not onboard with a boycott. See it or don't, it's up to you and let the market decide. Overall, my take is that once again, it’s been proven that it’s hard to write a Star Wars movie. By the way, spoilers abide, so don’t read on if you are sensitive to that sort of thing. First what I liked.  I love the heist scenes. That was good fun. The movie centers on two different missions to get some very expensive and volatile fuel rods. The scenes, one involving a train, and another which  involved the famous “Kessel Run” mentioned in episode IV are when the movie is running on all thrusters. There is a lot of great moments in the initial train heist scene involving pirates, droids, and near-misses. I also welcomed a lot of the actors in this movie t

Sometimes I think these notices are sent out as a reminder that at some point, we signed up for them. I bet a lot of these sites are happy about the GDPR as it gives them an opportunity to update you on what you signed up for back in the day. How many sites have you signed up for, forgot about, only to be reminded by notices like this? I think for me it has to be at least in the high teens or low twenties.

I recently decided to resurrect a blog I abandoned a number of years ago known as The Burnished Isle. This is my mental island home, a vacation from the worries and woes of civilization. So paint your volleyball with a bloody handprint, remove a tooth with the blade of an ice skate and hang out and enjoy!

So this somehow got into my Facebook feed the other day: The capacity to be alone is the capacity to love. It may look paradoxical to you, but it's not. It is an existential truth: only those people who are capable of being alone are capable of love, of sharing, of going into the deepest core of another person--without possessing the other, without becoming dependent on the other, without reducing the other to a thing, and without becoming addicted to the other. They allow the other absolute freedom because they know that if the other leaves, they will be as happy as they are now. Their happiness cannot be taken by the other, because it is not given by the other.”    This was written by Osho, who is an Indian spiritualist. You can look up his name on the internet.  At first glance, this seems very profound, but to me I didn’t like the exclusive and sometimes vagueness associated with it, so I decided to break it down and examine it, after all, isn’t that what we are supposed to be