There is a texture in his writing that invites us to stop for a moment and consider that living an entire life under someone else's heel is less a fleeting moment of pain than a yawning eternity of confusion. Especially if you believe in a benevolent god.
There is a texture in his writing that invites us to stop for a moment and consider that living an entire life under someone else's heel is less a fleeting moment of pain than a yawning eternity of confusion. Especially if you believe in a benevolent god.
That sweet soul of Beauty and Truth ain't Big Orange.
We all live lives of convenience. We all live the lies of that convenience as well. I was reminded of that about an hour ago.