Odin's Ravens
The thoughts and memories of Dan Hagen
Monday, May 18, 2026
The Warmonger and the Sparrow
Tuesday, April 28, 2026
No Regret, No Anxiety
"People don't realize that now is all there ever is; there is no past or future except as memory or anticipation in your mind."
— Eckhart Tolle
Monday, April 27, 2026
Things Big and Little
"Boredom is the feeling that everything is a waste of time; serenity, that nothing is."
— Thomas Szasz
Sunday, April 26, 2026
Calm Your Space
— Saint Francis de Sales
Saturday, April 25, 2026
Whom to Please
"To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting."
—e. e. cummings
Thursday, April 23, 2026
Clear the Mind
“Nothing can stop the man with the right mental attitude from achieving his goal; nothing on earth can help the man with the wrong mental attitude.’
— Thomas Jefferson
Tuesday, April 21, 2026
On a Street Corner, Alive
“It will be quite a good Christmas, the merchants predict. Everyone can afford to spend at least something, except, maybe, some of the young hustlers (recognizable at once to experienced eyes like George’s) who stand scowling on the street corners or staring into shops with the maximum of peripheral vision.
“George is very far, right now, from sneering at any of these fellow creatures. They may be crude and mercenary and dull and low, but he is proud, is glad, is almost indecently gleeful to be able to stand up and be counted in their ranks — the ranks of that marvelous minority, The Living. They don’t know their luck, these people on the sidewalk, but George knows his — for a little while at least — because he is freshly returned from the icy presence of The Majority, which Doris is about to join.
“I am alive, he says to himself, I am alive! And life-energy surges hotly through him, and delight, and appetite. How good to be in a body — even this old beat-up carcass — that still has warm blood and live semen and rich marrow and wholesome flesh! The scowling youths on the corners see him as a dodderer, no doubt, or at best as a potential score. Yet he still claims a distant kinship with the strength of their young arms and shoulders and loins. For a few bucks he could get any one of them to climb into the car, ride back with him to his house, strip off butch leather jacket, shirt and cowboy boots and take part — a naked, sullen young athlete — in the wrestling bout of his pleasure. But George doesn’t want the bought unwilling bodies of these boys. He wants to rejoice in his own body — the tough triumphant body of a survivor. The body that has outlived Jim and is going to outlive Doris.”
— Christopher Isherwood, A Single Man, 1964






