Apocalypse

[close] The best book club ever

[close] We're a group of fellas committed to exploring the philosophical and theological value of apocalyptic literature. We meet weekly in Cary, NC.

[close] The Apocalypse is here. You are scared. You are afraid. You are alone You hear a moan at your window. You don't know what to do. You hear banging. You look for a weapon. The window breaks. It has begun.

[close] "Now the last age by Cumae's Sibyl sung : Has come and gone, and the majestic roll Of circling centuries begins anew: Justice returns, returns old Saturn's reign, With a new breed of men sent down from heaven on high. Only do thou, at the boy's birth in whom The iron shall cease, the golden race arise, Befriend him, chaste Lucina; 'tis thine own Apollo reigns!" — Eclogue (lines 5-8) Virgil