But how cruel such a love is. Every frame is Guernica, every second of happiness is subverted by the roar of death, every cry tore the throat that should be singing. We, like those Israeli soldiers, participated in the slaughter of every life as a bystander. And use forgetting and reminiscence to protect the broken heart. The cowardly swimming in the waves of the sea can only shiver in the tank. How similar the humming of flies beside the icy shattered corpse resembles our shaking and astonishment, waltzing like a dagger into our chest amid the cries and cries of the undead and survivors. Prayer doesn't lessen our fears, but he keeps our souls in peace with sin.
Humans are smart because they are always stupid in the name of God.
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