there’s this dream, then I’m awake.
Posted in Basic Ideology on Aug 2nd, 2009
The mountain is cold and steep. The walk is not easy. Your muscles ache and your bones feel brittle from the cold. The thought of turning back constantly sneaks into your mind. Your destination is still very far off, and you are acutely aware of this as your bones shake and [...]
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction, flashbacks on Feb 3rd, 2009
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction on Dec 19th, 2008
“We haven’t slept in three years, Jane. Here’s an Ambien. We can figure out more tomorrow. We’re safe here.” He handed Jane the small white pill, and a glass of red wine.
Posted in Developmental Theology on Apr 5th, 2008
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