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Things separate from their stories have no meaning. They are only shapes.
It was never that this man ceased to believe in God. No. It was rather that he came to believe terrible things of Him.
As with all priests his mind had become clouded by the illusion of its proximity to God.
What priest will denounce his robes even to save himself?
In the end we shall all of us be only what we have made of God.