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It represents the culmination of my lack of faith: my very affirmation of God's death. Through it, I try to show the constant doubts that haunt the mind of someone who can't fit in any religion and the acceptance that happiness can be found even without a god.


Had I tasted

the bitter and vile root

that births your reason

would it

have made me

more of

a saint?

had I forsaken

my selfishness

would it

have given place

to holier sins?

had I exchanged

in an anti-Faustian pact

my fruit

for your paradise

my science

for your atonement

my life

for your death

would it

have made me

as happy as I already am?

after all

had I been

what I am not

what I can not be

would it

have still been me?


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