The high tide pushed the gull feathers into a straight line along several hundred feet of beach.
There was no sign of the body.
Only the inscribed threshold of those delicate feathers on the rocky shore.
The high tide pushed the gull feathers into a straight line along several hundred feet of beach.
There was no sign of the body.
Only the inscribed threshold of those delicate feathers on the rocky shore.
“The liturgy creates a universe brimming with fruitful spiritual life, and allows the soul to wander about in it at will and to develop itself there.”
–Romano Guardini, The Spirit of the Liturgy
My local grocer decided to display severed Buddha heads and Tostitos. Why not?