Started off the day asking about why we have such a big proliferation in the stories of superheroes. Finished the day by talking about Dào
I was trying to come up with a pithy title for reposting this Vulture report on the DC character, but whenever I tried
When life itself seemed to fall outside the core attention of his labors, he would go watch the grass and flowers, birds and critters in their communal dance.
The Museum of the International Baroque opens up to great acclaim in a city that was once at the crossroads of world trade. Before the
Reaching out to the limits of the universe Desire stretches–grasp grasping– for a peppermint or whatever Empires rising and falling all of reality just a sweet little distraction