This is probably going to get me a lot of trouble, and probably get me lumped in with the so-called “Piety Posse”of polytheists and magical types who I often violently disagree with, but I need to...
Let me share with you a vision: A man lies in his bed, unable to move for pain. It consumes his consciousness, snaring thought and perception, cutting into awareness like a barbed wire noose. Like an...
So. There I am, minding my own business, lying in my sickbed, surfing the painkiller tides, on Wednesday. And what happens? I see Gordon post about Kingliness and Jupiter, and fall into reading a...