Dan SimmonsI wish we had the technology to fight God on an equal basis. To beard him in his den. To fight back for all of the injustices heaped on humanity. To allow him to alter his smug arrogance or be blown to hell.
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I wish we had the technology to fight God on an equal basis. To beard him in his den. To fight back for all of the injustices heaped on humanity. To allow him to alter his smug arrogance or be blown to hell.
The idea is that when we have been wronged, we have the power to destroy the enemy and bring justice back to our lives. In a manner of speaking, we can fight back against God and win. We can even send him packing to the place from which he came.
This quote is part of a speech given by William Shakespeare in his play Hamlet, in which he tells us that “to be is to do.”
Source: The Fall Of Hyperion
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