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August 17, 2009
She sat there staring at the image of God in the far corner of her room. He was exactly as she'd pictured him for so many years before she lost her faith. He sat with perfect posture in his brilliant golden throne surveying a massive battlefield where all of his warrior angels fought bravely against the forces of evil. His eyes flicked here and there guiding his soldiers across the floor from one fight to the next. And though all of these horrific images raged on before her, she could not take her eyes off of him. The perfect being.