Historical Setting, 629 C.E. A burial place near Trier In an aching darkness from nightmares in shadows, I imagine rising from a timeless cavern, maybe to consciousness, or possibly a better dream. I must be waking now in this darkness, in cold, hurt and hunger — voices of earth, not heaven, shout for shovels.Continue reading “#54.1, Tues., March 5, 2024”
Through eyes of Jesus' fictional BFF wander the Great Emergences of History
Lazarus Ink 