At 33,,,
The heretics look onward in the burning skies over Golgotha… they're as worthless as the souls they sold.
“There are new gods growing in America, clinging to growing knots of belief: gods of credit card and freeway, of Internet and telephone, of radio and hospital and television, gods of plastic and of beeper and of neon. Proud gods, fat and foolish creatures, puffed up with their own newness and importance”.
“Gods die. And when they truly die they are unmourned and unremembered. Ideas are more difficult to kill than people, but they can be killed, in the end…
… Religions are, by definition, metaphors, after all: God is a dream, a hope, a woman, an ironist, a father, a city, a ...