THE TRUTH
“What is truth?” Pilate asked…
Read MoreCautionary tales are not my forte, but this is an important one.
It begins on a beautiful summer afternoon, as two people are joined in holy matrimony. Their names are somewhat unimportant, but for the sake of telling this story, let’s call one Frank and the other Shelly...
Read MoreThe church hall was crowded. A sea of faces amassed in muted black. The only color emanated from the tall stained-glass windows lining the ancient walls. Glorious golden light bathed the coffin, closed, at the front: the focus of attention.
Who was in the coffin?...
Read MoreIn a way, this is the hardest entry to write.
Beginnings are tough. You start with a blank page and you have aspirations for what that page could become, but you don't know where to begin. I might have to plagiarise just to get myself started...
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