The Goddess of 1967 Page #5
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You and straying off course.
Forgive us our sins and
summon us back to You.
l want to go!
You don't trust me?
You don't love your mommy?
You hurt me a lot, you know?
You break my heart.
Why do you do that?
-Gracious God...
-Gracious God...
...forgive us our sins as we
forgive those who sin against us.
...forgive us our sins as
Keep us from the sin of
hurting others by our words.
Honey?
Are you there?
It's time to go and pray now.
Come on.
Come on!
When was the last time you washed?
He hurt me. He ripped
me open! He crushed me!
Don't move!
You're so full of dirt,
your body's so filthy!
It's a big one. This is for you.
You've done it, haven't you?
You've done it again!
She enjoyed it.
As much as you did.
Don't get jealous.
She's already blind!
God's angry!
Don't you know that?
Who says l cannot
make love to my daughter?
Who says l cannot make
love to my granddaughter?
We're free to do anything here.
Don't listen to that filthy, ugly,
hypocritical world ever again.
l love you.
l love you all.
We're going...
somewhere else.
Right, Mommy?
Do you know where to buy
some Japanese noodles?
How much money
Do you know?
Right here.
You have not called
the little girl.
Mr. Hughes' little girl.
Do you wanna call her now?
No.
Thanks.
What the f*** can l do if
l find out she's really in trouble?
Nothing. Nothing l could do to stop
Greg from killing himself, his wife.
Nor to bring them back to life.
l...
l...
l don't know...
what or how...
you know?
It's a long story.
-Understand?
-Don't tell me. l trust you.
You're a good man.
How do you know?
l may be a serial killer...
a rapist...
or a monster.
l know.
My radar's just been serviced.
Sure, sure.
Mine's an older model.
Too old for that.
Well, if you try,
you can do it too.
You can do a lot of things.
Now, listen.
Can you hear the sound of death?
Close your eyes.
No.
-l know the sound of a car crash.
-Close your eyes.
You can hear the sound of death
when the insects hit the windscreen.
Come on, you can do it.
Sorry.
l can't close my eyes.
Sorry.
In the very beginning,
there was the explosion...
a huge explosion.
It was like a great big fireball...
more than a million million
times hotter than the sun.
And that was 14 billion years ago.
And the debris, including
the Earth that we're sitting on...
further and further apart.
Above us in the sky...
there's millions and millions
of that same debris...
twinkling in the dark universe.
l can feel it, Mommy!
Can l touch them?
The stars are very,
very, very far away.
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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