A mysterious leaden sarcophagus discovered in the bowels of Paris’ Notre-Dame cathedral after it was devastated by a fire will soon be opened and its secrets revealed, French archaeologists said Thursday.
The announcement came just a day before the third anniversary of the inferno that engulfed the 12th century Gothic landmark, which shocked the world and led to a massive reconstruction project.
During preparatory work to rebuild the church’s ancient spire last month, workers found the well-preserved sarcophagus buried 20 metres (65 feet) underground, lying among the brick pipes of a 19th century heating system.
But it is believed to be much older—possibly from the 14th century. Read more.
WHHHHHHYYYYYYYY are they opening it? Are we not cursed enough already?
Hi Neil! I'm enjoying the deliciously painful anticipation while waiting for GO2! Quick question: does Crowley ever eat? He definitely drinks, but I don't think we ever see him eat. Thanks!
Sometimes I just feel like I’m a really boring person, and I don’t want to be. I *want* to be a person who does creative things, I want to be a person who writes, or plays music, or makes things. I want to do hobbies that I enjoy because I do enjoy them but I always seem to struggle with just… starting.
I guess part of it is inertia, and that difficulty with the movement from what-is-happening-now to what-will-happen-next. Apparently that’s a neurodivergence factor, which contextualizes quite a few things from my life up to now. It would be easier to continue in the state of doing, perhaps, than to begin, but I’d have to get there to know.
Part of it is a fear of not being Good at what ever I’m doing. Which…I know, you have to start out Not Good and keep going until you are Good, but guess who was the Smart Kid and still not over it?
I even make plans, sometimes, that I’ll spend some time crocheting, or start one of the journaling rpgs I’ve downloaded, but something always keeps me from it. Sometimes I think there’s no point if I don’t have an actual goal for the activity. Sometimes I get distracted until it seems like the time’s passed.
I’m not sure what to do about it, besides “Just push myself to work on something” which is terribly vague, does nothing to address what’s holding me back, and risks me getting stubborn and turning something that’s meant to be fun into an obligation.
“Who can prevent all this from happening? The people. Public figures, journalists, musicians, actors, athletes, scientists, doctors, bloggers, stand-ups, Tiktokers, and more. Ordinary people. Ordinary, simple people. Men, women, old, young, fathers, and most importantly - mothers. I know that my speech will not be aired on Russian television. But the citizens of Russia have to see it. They need to know the truth.”
In February, “amidst great company,” Anne told “one she loved well, and who was formerly sent away from the court by the King out of jealousy, that she had had a furious hankering to eat apples, and the King had told her it was a sign she was pregnant.”
Henry VIII: The King and His Court by Alison Weir
If randomly craving fruit is any sort of reliable indicator of pregnancy, I need to get ready to announce the second coming.
