
Notes on Canto III of Dante’s Inferno and D&C 76
…because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spue thee out of my mouth.
Hagoth favors essays that can trace their lineage back to Michel de Montaigne; whether narrative, analytical, or devotional, these essays lean ruminative, conversational, meandering, impressionistic, and are reluctant to wax didactic. But that doesn’t mean you won’t find the occasional poem or piece of fiction here as well.

…because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spue thee out of my mouth.

On the Holy Spirit and “pure intelligence” and the most influential slow-core act of all, at least among the TikTok generation.

All Valentines, it turns out, are bloody.
Incidentally connecting together the passions of both St. Valentine’s Day and Black History Month.

In honor of the Superbowl 60 halftime show.

I used to genuinely look up to Scott Adams.

Apropos of nada, we here at ShipsofHagoth are great lovers and supporters of the wonderful people of Minnesota!

Of some old insights in the Guadalajara, Mexico Temple.

The Nobel-Prize winning French novelist Albert Camus wrote his famed book-length essay Myth of Sisyphus in 1942 Paris, smack dab in the middle of the

For of all sad words of tongue or pen/The saddest are these: “It might have been!”
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