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Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Glancing at a book lying open on Table 5
"Gerald was a man who despised God for giving humanity free will, because it gave them the impunity to commit horrible acts of violence against each other. He had never been convinced by the argument that God's joy rests in the coming to Him by our own volition, that the gift of our soul to Him was worth an eternity more than if we had just been made automotons innately programmed to blindly worship.
"He would have preferred that, he often told us. 'I wouldn't mind just being something like a hummingbird, darting from flower to flower, minding my own business, eating insects but never to extinction, and just flitter my little wings until the day that I just fall dead to the ground.' "
I turned the book over, the cover read "Phenergan's Wake"
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