Now I saw in my dream, that just as they had ended this talk they drew near to a very miry slough, that was in the midst of the plain; and they, being heedless, did both fall suddenly into the bog. The name of the slough was Despond. Here, therefore, they wallowed for a time, …
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Withering off the Vine
I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful. You are already clean because of the word I have spoken to you. Remain in me, as I also remain in you. No branch …
Beware the Slow Death
Our freedoms will likely not be lost in one swift blow, but instead by the careful and steady hand of "silent encroachment". This is why we must remain on the side of truth, on the side of what is right. Let us not be self-serving but seek to serve truth and justice. Encroaching on the …
Problems of Convenience: A Modest Propsal
Author: Jonathan Swift Publisher: W. W. Norton & Company Commentary Jonathan Swift, Irish by parentage but Englishman by citizenship, wrote A Modest Proposal in 1729. During the time he wrote this, there was great suffering in Ireland, and the English seemed to be at a loss as to how to deal with that problem. As the name might …
Review: If on a winters night a traveler
Since you are about to begin reading a rather unique review on Italo Calvino's If on a winters night a traveler, I will begin with this disclaimer: I am not a fan of the postmodernist movement. In fact, I particularly dislike most of what came of this time, including works from art and music. However, there …
Madelyn Rose Craig 