The Blind Leading The Blind
Nameless despair is man’s only reward for living and toiling under the temporal sun of mortal existence. Am I right?
Nameless despair is man’s only reward for living and toiling under the temporal sun of mortal existence. Am I right?
More galaxies than grains of sand on every beach of this world. Taken with the Hubble Deep Field, January 15, 1996 Since it’s a lovely morning, why don’t we take stock of a few things that most of us take for granted. Let’s start with some practical aspects of “reality.” Here we are— billions of us— whizzing through time and …