Originally Posted By: olivant
 Originally Posted By: Sicilian Babe
This was the earliest Easter since 1913.

The retailers were complaining that it has killed their business.


Jesus came out of his tomb, saw his shadow and went back in. Six more weeks of Lent.


resign yourself Blaspheme!





He - (Simón Bolívar) - was shaken by the overwhelming revelation that the headlong race between his misfortunes and his dreams was at that moment reaching the finishing line. The rest was darkness. "Damn it," He sighed. "How will I ever get out of this labyrinth!"

So what’s the labyrinth?

That’s the mystery isn’t it? Is the labyrinth living or dying? Which is he trying to escape - the world, or, the end of it?