Celebrating Black Life through photos, the mysterious underground city found in a man’s basement, why the color purple has become villainous, how copyright laws infringe on hip hop, and I’ll try not to set the world on fire, but no promises.
Holy Sepulchre or Garden Tomb?
Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Father, into your hands I commend my spirit”; and when he had said this he breathed his last.
Who wants to break bread and commune with people who truly know us?
“The path to the mountain cuts through the valley of death first.”
The lethality of racism.
Jesus take the wh… whip? I don’t know if those doves cried, but the money changers probably did.
We, the people of Earth, will just remain ashamed, in perpetuity, amongst all the angels, archangels, Vulcans, and Jawas.
Yet another “Simpsons” reference.
But what’s up with Dr. Helen, though? Is she good over there in London?
I’m a disabled, xennial Christ-follower, slightly off kilter (but aren’t all “ar-teeests”?), and married to K, techie-extraordinaire, who after a decade plus of marriage, hasn’t chucked the deuces. We are the proud parents of a smart and funny girl, Z. Hope you enjoy my rantings, don’t take my sarcasm too seriously and know that comments are welcome. Very welcome… ahem, HINT, HINT, HINT! xoxox
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