A blog containing sermons, essays, and musings with images, including paintings and drawings by the blog's author. Photos and other images are here as well. There's no central theme, no predetermined arc, no singular content.
I'm a simple man with simple tastes with simple desires. Plain spoken and often too direct, people frequently mistake my inchoate inertia for studied nuance. Or I could be wrong. Or deliberately misleading. Or deliberately misdirecting. Or I may not know.
The series reads from the end at the top to the beginning at the bottom. Revelers are stranded on a rock, perhaps temporarily or a bit longer, who simply began in a small club, without clothes, soon in a large group, then exhausting themselves in various diversions. On the rock they wait. It's very Blanchot.
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