The Platypus in Autumn

Tonight I read Calvin and Hobbes. No Gnostics, no source-criticism, no Crossan or Finkelstein or Pagels, just a funny little kid running through Autumn leaves with his tiger. And life is wonderful. Praise God.

"Beyond all shadows rides the sun and stars forever dwell, I will not say 'the day is done' nor bid the stars farewell."

The Platypus rests.

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