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Category: catechism

fe[ralife’s guide]lines.


she couldn’t walk; she couldn’t stand. i held her tiny life in my two hands. the mother and the others, gone by night away. this one left in the nest in the light of the day. no pity, no guilt, no nudge…


they see him, and they stare. the mighty among them look on and despair. how many shocks will one sunrise bring? but such is the way of the desert’s first king. for Sphynx is a lion beneath the man-mask, and this answers…