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September 28, 2013



This lament hits the spot. I was not even walking when this was originally written, but seems to be in the kind of lament-tradition that Primitive Piety (Ian Stackhouse) picks up on. We've lost something in our suburban, safe, techno-garbage lives, no wonder we have no power from the Mighty One, and to crown our woes, the Joneses still live a little above us!

Thanks for putting this stark reminder before us.


I have heard that he was a wonderful leader of silent retreats.....

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