Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth
In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.
Pagan Logic, or: The Old Woman and the Missionary
On the Feast of the Dead, the old woman carefully laid out plates of food on the graves of her beloved dead.
Seeing her, the missionary sneered.
“When do you think your dead are going to come back to eat the food that you put on their graves?” he asked.
The old woman smiled.
“When yours come back to smell the flowers that you put on theirs,” she said.
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