None of my other attempts at making a piece of writing have worked properly this week. I shall have to write the only thing I have in my body. In my whole being I can only think, "Don't tell me to feel better! Don't comfort me! Do. Not. Sympathize! YOU are not HIM." I have …
Category: In the Hope of the Resurrection
Returned, With Thanks
Eventually, I hope to arrange into short chapters a kind of spiritual memoir about the Apostrophe of time and perception - the time out - the contraction - that was my October, November, and December of 2025. I put a lot of it onto Facebook posts as it was happening. And I have been living …