Don’t run anymore. Quiet. How softly it rains
On the roofs of the city. How perfect
Don’t run anymore. Quiet. How softly it rains
On the roofs of the city. How perfect
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A powerful movie asking important questions about the digitization and democratization of art.
The clouds grew thick the way gray fur
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Alfonse Borysewicz - Your Own Soul
And what, friends, is called a road? If there is, friends, an island, akin to a river, resembling a fence, used in the purpose of swiftly moving bodies and goods, a hallway lined in names, an aisle through counties, a duct in webs, a gangway to seeds, a traveling of beings, a river composed of islands, a place of simultaneous attraction and repulsion, a place for the finding of place, an area of exchange like unto an immense abacus. This, friends, is called a road. Continue reading “And What, Friends, Is Called a Road? by Gabriel Gudding” »
Ken Weathersby - Inset Canvas
However innocent your life may have been, no Christian ought to venture to die in any other state than that of penitent.
—St. Augustine
Erica Grimm-Vance - On the Question of Being
Hieronymus Bosch - Garden of Earthly Delights
May my enemy be assuaged by these waves
because they are beautiful even to his evil,
may the drizzle be a benediction to his heart
even as it is to mine; they say here that the devil
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