In Earth's final hours, a Saviour appeared: an ordinary woman who could do one extraordinary thing: listen. She listened to everyone, the poor, the weary, the sick, the desperate; she listened to everyone.
She heard answers in their own voices: the way to salvation from poverty, sickness, ignorance, and desperation. Most immediately, from destroying the planet.
"Blasphemy!" cried the Christian.
"Blasphemy!" cried the Jew, the Hindu, the Muslim, and the Buddhist.
"Kill her!" they all cried, even those of no religion. It just seemed easier.
They killed her, then fought amongst themselves. They were still fighting when the lights went
She heard answers in their own voices: the way to salvation from poverty, sickness, ignorance, and desperation. Most immediately, from destroying the planet.
"Blasphemy!" cried the Christian.
"Blasphemy!" cried the Jew, the Hindu, the Muslim, and the Buddhist.
"Kill her!" they all cried, even those of no religion. It just seemed easier.
They killed her, then fought amongst themselves. They were still fighting when the lights went
