Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Slim and Franke
Monday, February 29, 2016
PIT OF SNAKES
Question Of The Week 2-29-16
ARE YOU A RELIGIOUS PERSON AND IF SO DO YOU FAITHFULLY FOLLOW THE PRACTICES OF YOUR PARTICULAR RELIGION?
(Stay tuned for my last portrait of the 29 Faces Challenge which will be posted later....I hope.)