when you're a star, they let you do it. — d.j. trump



— revelation —

15:7 and one of the four beasts gave unto the seven angels seven golden vials, full of the wrath of god: 16:17 and the seventh angel poured out his vial, 18 and there was a great earthquake, such as was not since men were upon the earth: so mighty an earthquake, and so great. 5 and i heard the angel say: thou art righteous, o lord, 6 for they have shed the blood of saints and prophets, and thou hast given them blood to drink, for they are worthy.

Monday, July 25, 2011

Shakespeare and Picnics: Successfully Planting Orthodox Ideas on American Soil Since the Seventeenth Century AD



The Heavenly Banquet: the Marriage Supper of the Lamb.


King: Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius?
Hamlet: At supper.
King: At supper? Where?
Hamlet: Not where he eats, but where he is eaten.

William Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act IV, Scene III.

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1 comments :

Marc Chapman said...

your sense of humor is horrific!
that must be why I find it so funny

Thursday, September 08, 2011

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