In the words of an old Irish prayer:
Three wishes I ask of the King when I part from my body: May I have nothing to confess, may I have no enemy, may I own nothing! Three things I ask this day of the King, ruler of suns: May I have no dignity or honours that may lead me into torment! May I not work without reward before Christ! May God take my soul when it is most pure!
Artist Creates Characters Based On The Faces He Sees On Inanimate Objects - Pareidolia is a ten dollar word for the psychological phenomenon that makes us see faces on inanimate objects- it's something we all experience from time...
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