Knoweth and embrace thy demons

Posted At : September 15, 2006 5:53 AM | Posted By : Tony
Related Categories: Tony Weeg, Grantland

So this period of my life has become one of immeasurable growth, larger than any other period in my life. From the ability to be my own person, to the ability to carefully craft new relationships in ways that I never thought possible, to the absolute tranquility unfurled in new corners everywhere at the new digs. Life has changed a bit, life has grown a bit, and I'm embracing everything that I can with a new perspective.

Recently I came to some conclusions about life, and relationships, and the way in and out of them. All my life I did things the EXACT opposite way that I should have when it came to the woman in my life. Well, two days ago I had an epiphany.

There are still demons, there are still imperfections in the crystal, but I feel like if I proceed forward in life with this new mentality, I will fail a whole lot less. I want to write about this epiphany, but at the same time I'm not sure I should. It's kinda personal, kinda introspective but at the same time, I think, a lot of men and woman could seriously grow from it.

Anyway, last night I took this picture with my digital camera, sort of as a ode to my demons, one that will remind me forever of the growth I have experienced.

Knowing your demons, and keeping them close, gives you the power to control them, and make segue's for them to leave someday.

I found this this morning, kinda funny... maybe kinda true :)

John Constantine
Angels and Demons can't cross over into our plane. So, instead we get what I call half-breeds. The influence peddlers. They can only whisper in our ears. A single word can give you courage, or turn your favorite pleasure into your worst nightmare. Those with the demon's touch and those part angel, living alongside us. They call it the balance. I call it hypocritical bullshit.



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Hello world I am a Saturniid Moth (Eacles imperialis)

Posted At : July 18, 2006 5:41 AM | Posted By : Tony
Related Categories: Grantland

I just wanted to say Hi, I havent had much time to get on here, and chronicle the crap the has derided my life right now, but I can tell you this... I have moved into that new house, and I found this KILLER moth on our front door window. WOW. If you know what type he was... let me know... thanks.

Here is a large underside picture
This is a full wing spread version

EDIT 1:

So I found out what she was quickly... a snazzy little Google Search for Moth's turned up a link to her :) She is an Imperial Moth (Eacles imperialis), and here is a link to a website all about her. She is a Saturniid Moth and is one of the largest around.



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Sitting in the middle of a conversation between nature and nature

Posted At : July 9, 2006 5:27 PM | Posted By : Tony
Related Categories: Grantland, The Grande Farce

I am really not sure if any description of the place I am sitting right now, would do it any justice. From this seat, I can hear myriad birdsongs, song birds, gunshots, animals chirping, frogs mooing like cows, eagles across the river fighting in a sexual dance they call mating.

Yea, all of that, and then there is the soft ripple of a wave hitting our beach, and then there is the flop of a fish, as he jumps to the sky searching for bugs and other what nots of the river we call Mother Wicomico.

The flops keep happening some from farther away than others... The gunshots are a bit scary, but they are far away south from here, towards Eden and Princess Anne.

I can hear a slight rumble of thunder off to the west, at the same time a female and male duck couple are announcing their arrival with the rest of their brood. Wow, this place is ALIVE. There must be 20 or 30 of them, they appear to be standardfare mallards.

The eagles across the way, yeah Bald Eagles, our national bird, our national symbol. Two of them, I see them every morning, frolicking in the mangrove across the water.

Here is my flickr set of the pictures from my new living area. We call it Grant Land, and its really the most beautiful place I can imagine to live. And to actually live here... I mean, what the hell. I'm a poor white boy who grew up with more hand me downs than clothes purchased for me. I remember hand me down trips to cousins and everything else that went along with eating white bread with peanut butter most days of the week :) Not complaining one bit, I mean, we did have meals every day and we did go to private school, but not like this... no way.

Anyway, I intend to begin to write this book, using this river and the sights and sounds, and the deck as my inspiration to come out here and type. It should be interesting, I may write the chapters out of order since there are some that are more fresh than others...

Another week down, and yeah, I'm starting to feel better, each and every moment. Like a wise man once said to me (today on the golf course)

"Tony, life gets better with every stroke, life gets better with every step you take farther and farther from being married... "



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