painting by Wefail.art
Nay, nay, we are but crucified, and though The bloody sweat falls from our brows like rain Loosen the nails - we shall come down I know, Staunch the red wounds - we shall be whole again, No need have we of hyssop-laden rod, That which is purely human, that is godlike, that is God.
-- from Humanitad by Oscur Wilde
The monster is no longer hiding . . . He’s out of the closet again . . .
We have to keep the faith!
Unfortunately, it will be daily Halloween now for the next four years.