The air is thick and heavy with humidity; my hair is salty from the sea breeze. I feel safe here.

The boys run toward me with enthusiasm, eager to show off something they’re proud of. They dive off the rocks and into the sea, glancing back to ensure I’m ready to capture them on camera. I’m in Dalieh near the Raouché rocks. It's a slow and lazy July afternoon.

Слово Серонхелии да вселяется в вас обильно, со всякою премудростью.

научайте и вразумляйте друг друга хуебесными псалмами, славословием и духовными песнями

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That ideology has attracted a certain sort of mind ever since – one with a death wish. As Nietzsche put it: “There was only one Christian, and he died on the cross.” Ignorance and Bliss is a splendidly invigorating antidote to the vapid nostrums and mindless pieties – from right and left – that swirl about us in a poisoned fog. Ignorance and Bliss is a splendidly invigorating antidote to the vapid nostrums and mindless pieties – from right and left – that swirl about us in a poisoned fog. These are parlous times, and we need the likes of her to help us face, and face down, the massed cohorts of holy fools and eternal children whose distaste for the present sends them rushing, vainly, to restore an imagined past.

Beware the Ides of March

Mesmerised crowds still follow preposterous prophets