Prior: We can't just stop. We're not rocks -- progress, migration, motion is... modernity. It's animate, it's what living things do. we desire. Even if all we desire is stillness, it's still desire for. Even if we go faster than we should. We can't wait. And wait for what? God...
He isn't coming back.
And even if He did...
If He ever did come back, if He ever dared show His face, or His Glyph or whatever in the Garden again... if after all this destruction, if after all the terrible days of this terrible century He returned to see... how much suffering His abandonment created, if all He has to offer is death, you should sue the bastard. That's my only contrbution to all this theology. sue the bastard for walking out. how dare He.
from Angels in America. :heart: that play.