Author: A.G. Munson

I am a Norse man. Writer, man, father, husband and passionate about all interesting things. I write about things that I know about, which is the Norse culture, Manhood, Personal Development for men, Lifestyles for men, Addiction and recovery, and Short stories.

Lascia ch’io pianga

  The most beautiful song ever written in my view, is an aria called “Lascia ch’io pianga” which translates from Italian to English to “Let me weep” (over my cruel fate). It is the opening aria from Handel’s opera “Rinaldo”. In the aria the character Almirena expresses sorrow and despair over her unfortunate circumstances, and […]

The Son of Man

This painting is named “The Son of Man”, and is a self portrait by the Belgian artist René Magritte, created in 1964. The artist’s face is largely obscured by a hovering green apple but his eyes can be seen peeking over the edge of the apple. The interesting things about it, is everything we see […]

AIMING HIGH

  Ambitions of men are a never quenching thirst, a never ending pursuit of validations, based on perceived metrics that constantly change like the weather in the arctic. No matter how many goals one obtains, victories one claims, money one pockets or admiration one generates from others, it just never seems to be enough. One […]

PLAYING YOUR MUSIC

  I try and pay close attention to the tunes of my center and the beats of my rhythm it is my own frequency good or bad that I am hearing and experiencing my own music is playing free and proud in my soul alongside my thoughts.   A.G. Music

THE IDEAL

  The perfect person we seek to be to be without weakness is the glee to be better than the day before having done well we still want more we consume stories of the brave and their perceived glory we crave we want their faith and their calm we want their sword in our palm […]

OBJECTS OF DESIRE

  We crave the beautiful and the cool we desire it in others and ourselves we spend money and time obtaining this not looking inward at the reality of ourselves not finding out who we are.   A.G. Munson

WHEN SORROW CALLS

  When  sorrow visits my heart uninvited as shade in sunshine pouring over my entire being tender feelings of  days past   and I feel numb and fragile not wanting to shake away the love or the memory of my loved ones taken away   by time’s thoughtless fate indifferent to my emotional bonds to […]