Book: Between God and me it's over

If only it were that simple and people with some genes always would love each other, there would be some basic system identifiers so they can have each other to distinguish in the crowd. For example, on their forehead would light up the bulb, or somewhere would start ticking when nearby passed someone from relatives. Then we would know that is the person with whom we are connected by blood relationship, even if never met. And would we born Love! Unfortunately, things are different. For history, we go through that people to the left and right kill their mothers, fathers, brothers and sisters in order to inherit the throne or something like that.
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Yes, God himself say, and he killed his only son.

Me, please, a religion with a weekly period of cancellation, suddenly cease to please!

If the husband dies, his wife becomes a widow and goes to black, and people around saying hushed voices for many more years.
But if your dead best friend, then after a while people looking at you, get annoyed and ask you what in the mouth.

And the wall when you spoke to her, calmly silent. Wall, it is so - it is useless to argue that she's wrong.