Historical setting: 584 C.E. Ligugè I’m grateful that the chatty stable master delivers dry straw for my mat and he stays with his ax to help me finish tidying the debris of twigs and sticks. Now after the others have gone he is still helping me weave back my damaged roof. Even in thisContinue reading “Post #24.10, Weds., Sept. 22, 2021”
Through eyes of Jesus' fictional BFF wander the Great Emergences of History
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