President Roslin, who is dying of cancer sits with a dying woman, Emily, who is at the last stages of her own terminal cancer in the hospital quarters.
“Those are the gods you believe in? Capricious? Vindictive?”
“They are not to be taken literally. They are metaphors.”
“I don’t need metaphors, I need answers.”
I believe in metaphor, thus I believe in God. I don’t need answers or reassurance, because they’re in me already.
I don’t think I was ever truly an atheist. The anagram of my name spells A Mad Angel.
MP3: Frog Pocket – Celebrimbor Tur-Anion (Planet Mu)
Does that symbol on your chest represent something?