The Second's Visionist Is at Home Coming

i just feel like it's such the antidote to our culture right now, that it's so splintered, fragmented. We don't know who the heck we are, or what we're doing, or why we're here. But saint john paul, the second's visionist is at home coming. So i've just put out a quarterly news letter with pints, with equiner. It's in ink on paper. The reason i'm pulling ut my phone now is so i can, i can read the poem that we're gong to share on this first wanderi - because you are going to love it. And i'm sorry for him who doesn't know the