Or, on the Risks and Profit of the Apocalypse Remember the Gods are Mortal A curious feature of the human spirit is that it ever imagines...

A Hear thee How she shakes? Ken thee How she quakes? How she Trembles? Our good mother, This good Earth, She moans She groans For...

A Jewish Hellish Tale, Translated From Rabbi Isaac son of Moses of Vienna's Book "Ohr Zaru'a" ("Seeded Light"). An act that occured with...

Or, On the Politics of Self Harm A Short Diagnosis At the present moment, the long and short of the diagnosis of the American Body...

I This thorny throne Who tears all purple, Whose red hot Iron Crown, hath burnt All princely brows This vast Earth, By Seas, Mounts,...

Or, On the Politics of Self-Harm The American Cybele On August 2019, a certain political party was conducting its annual convention in...

"Cephalus: "... Not it may be to every man but to the good man. Not to cheat any man even unintentionally or play him false, not...

Or, On the Politics of Self Harm. Janus Stator Astride the American Rift. The American Revolution was a slow and cautious affair, handled...

Or, On the Politics of Self-Harm Cybele and the Societal Pressure Valve In ancient Rome, one of the strangest cults sanctioned by the...

Here lays master Heraclius, Here he lays in a soldier’s bed, Awake he lays, master Heraclius, Sleep as mistress is banished. Of a strange...

A Belated Thanksgiving Prayer Before the first prayer was carried, From a Pilgrim's cracking lips, Before the first man was indentured To...

The Hagia Sophia in Istanbul. Dedicated to an Old Mentor. A ‘Neath a mighty dome of gold, Upon pillars doth it rest, The world hath seen...

The horn of France bellows unto heaven, On the broad, Parisian road, Is Carloman’s land, This is pleasure Of the Frankish folk: Two...

The most universally human of all sentiments is that of the family. While the exact structure of the family varies between societies and...

OR HOW THE ROMANS CAME TO THE POSSESSION OF MESOPOTAMIA TULICIANA First book: The Walls of Rome Chapter One The Strife on the Mud The...

I met him on the ramparts On the walls of sacred Salem And we ate of the flesh of the hollies Our feet dangling Between rite and...

The purple-wearing slave Descended, his freeborn Servants clearing the way. Unto the sepulcher He came, of ancient kings, And there he...

Come here, Ye insolent pups Who with the roundhead Grayhounds run, I'll tell you of the Master, And of His service, While we were young....

The Disappointing Festival At the opening to Plato's Republic, Socrates tells us how he and Glaucon went down to watch the opening of a...

For you, our Republic, We carried arms, Brother his brother slew As he met him by chance. We parted home and hearth And bid farwell To...