A beautiful man stares into the vile, mascaraed eyes of our national nightmare and doesn't blink.
Maybe, maybe....isn't there always some glimmer of hope?
After touching Evil, Francis nailed himself to our Cross hoping to wake us from our stupor. The resurrection of creativity is imperative if we are to halt our mad dash to oblivion.
Lord bless mankind. Mercy on us all.
Maybe, maybe....isn't there always some glimmer of hope?
After touching Evil, Francis nailed himself to our Cross hoping to wake us from our stupor. The resurrection of creativity is imperative if we are to halt our mad dash to oblivion.
Lord bless mankind. Mercy on us all.