Cellular Theology It is late. He should sleep, but tonight the monk feels a restless pull from the manuscript before him. Under the frail, flickering candle, the illuminated capital letter (the T of Tau) shimmers with gold filigree. It is a beacon—but the apostle’s words that follow are dull, mere shadows. Whenever this mood descends, everything […]
Cellular Theology – a story by Colm O’Shea
Ishaya Zephaniah 