Historical setting: 563 C.E., on the western shore of Gaul The pig on the spit looks familiar. Is this creature one-in-the-same as was choosing a rotted rutabaga instead of chomping into my nice and meaty man-foot just last month? [post #9.1] I think I’ll pass on the pork. Maybe it was my ancient Jewish upbringingContinue reading “Post #10.6, Tuesday, July 14, 2020”
Through eyes of Jesus' fictional BFF wander the Great Emergences of History
Lazarus Ink 