YOU ARE NOT
GOD! I reject this fear! I reject this lie! I will not serve the
fearful creation of MEN!'
And suddenly the burden was lifted. He stood shaking, his face wet.
But in that brief moment when the life inside him had shouted back at
the Night, rejecting it and all its works, he was free, and once more
true to himself, to the God that was in him. His doubts remained, but
he would not follow that tortured path one step further.
Sylviana went to him and embraced him, this time without reservation.
His grateful arms wrapped around her. He dried his eyes against her
neck and shoulder, then stepped back, looking down.
'I'm sorry,' he said. 'I feel as if I've condemned us
all.'
'Or saved us. Don't you see?'
'But if you don't believe, and I don't.....'
'I never said I didn't believe in God, Kalus. I just don't
believe in religion. Faith is about Faith. Religion is about
control.'
'But---'
'Listen to me, Kalus. You don't have to punish yourself to
believe in something positive, something larger than yourself. You
don't have to choose between Hells.'
'But the Bible---'
'Was written, translated, and ALTERED by men. Saint Paul may have
been a good man, but he never ever met Jesus; and I believe that
‘Saints' Jerome and Augustine distorted Christ's words almost
beyond recognition.
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