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Is it so terribly inconceivable to comprehend God with one's senses?
Why does he hide in a cloud of half-promises and unseen miracles?
How can we believe in the faithful when we lack faith?
What will happen to us who want to believe, but can not?
What about those who neither want to nor can believe?
Why can't I kill God in me?
Why does He live on in me in a humiliating way - despite my wanting to evict Him from my heart?
Why is He, despite all, a mocking reality I can't be rid of?
-The Seventh Seal, Ingmar Bergman


Cosmic Innuendos and the Inflections of Time, 2007
Oil on Canvas
Nicole Fredrickson

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