Bleak Theology A post-punk counterweight to joy.

Black-Eyed Angels Swam With Me

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The air was exactly like it was 80 miles west of me. I got out of my preaching class at 9:15 and overheard a construction worker on his cellphone trying to comprehend that the towers had been hit by airplanes. I’ll never forget how blue that sky was. How cool that morning was, before I knew what had happened and everything changed.

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