Five thousand years ago we began outsourcing prayer and devotion to statues that would worship on our behalf. Human nature hasn’t really changed, and I can’t decide if this is reassuring or terrifying.
Tropic of Cancer – Children of a Lesser God
Restless Idylls | Blackest Ever Black, 2013
Each night in 2020, I wrote a short post for a series called Notes From the End of a World because I wanted to etch these days into my memory. Before the world changed completely.
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