God, Why Didn't You Make Us All

I Felt Ravaged, And With Both Hands In A Fantasy I Reached Out For Her Figure As We Ran Together Through The Meadow Which Belonged Only To Us And To Which These Others Could Never Be Admitted."oh, Inocent Love," She Said Even As She Drank From Me, "oh, Innocent Innocent Love."

We Are Predators, Whose All-seeing Eyes Were Meant To Give Them Detachment.

But The Sky Was Never Quite The Same Shade Of Blue Again.

I Don't Believe In Anything And That Makes Me Stronger Than You Think

What I Did Was Take The Jesus Of The Gospels, The Son Of God, The Son Of The Virgin Mary, And Sought To Make Him Utterly Believable, A Vital Breathing Character.