Zloubida

This, but unironically.

Between this closed door and the startling attics, and needing coffee, I feel trapped and sick. I look for a key, a note, anything which could help me find the sense of all this.

I try to get our to look at the mailbox. Maybe there’s a name on it?

Maybe there’s an orchard or a vegetable garden outside? I look out a window.

I look for something to eat.

Thank you Marcus Aurelius

That’s because you didn’t ponder your orb enough.

It’s a great novel, but not a love story.

I hate Google and try not use it anymore but there’s still one thing I can’t do without : Google Maps.

Morningstar.

Synoptics were written decades after the authentic letters of Paul, so it’s quite more complicated than what you imply. But yeah, there were debates about this subject in early Christianity.