All I can tell you is that at the end, there’s nothing left but love.
Part of me shall dwell in my daughter to call upon in times of need of course.
Your own forefathers killed to have and hold the land where you were born, and sought to extinguish the memories and souls of those that were slain. What of those who prayed in the mountains of Appalachia for thousands of years? That to me is an abomination, although it is the way of men.
Absolution exists, call it Christian or whatever. It’s far older than any creed, and one of our blessings.