For some reason, I feel particularly rejoicy this beautiful, cool, cloudy Sunday morning, last of August. Been waiting for the chance to finish building and filling the beds for the winter brassicas. So I’m off to the early Mass at San Andrea next door, and
And again, I say rejoice! (Yes, I know it’s for Advent but it’s my favourite Purcell ever, so any excuse will do.) ~
So, I once read Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep, and it was depressing. I mean, it was REALLY depressing. Maybe not quite on the level of “The Road,” but really, really, really depressing. It made me hate people, and not want to be one.
Alleluia, alleluia. Give glory to the Lord, and call upon His Name: declare His deeds among the Gentiles. Alleluia. “…the rest laid hands on His servants, and having treated them contumeliously, put them to death. But when the King heard of it, He was angry;
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