It's Hard To Be Holy

EP. 67: The Day Of Understanding

—Ya know what ya need?! Ya need Jesus Christ in your life! That might knock some sense int ya!
—But Ma! I don't need God for that! You're beatin' me just fine.

—And he told us:
—You can be better than what is given to you!
—And we believed him.

—You won, Alfonso. Come on out. Come out! Don't you want to be with the group?
—I wanna go swimming.
—It's the middle of April. You'll freeze to death.

—Who will ever love you?

—Your Ma says you're a little off since your Dad passed.
—I'm not off!

hello again

—I like to sing.
—Is your Pa a good teacher?
—I dunno.

hello

—Do you like that?
—I think so.
—Would you like to try again?

come now alfonso ignatius dont be afraid

—And you do love me, don't you Alfonso?
—Yeah...
—Promise me!
—I promise...
—Because I love you. Come here. Show me. Show me you love me.

come to me do not be afraid

The bar was gone. The worry was gone. The hurt no longer mattered. The Woods were ash. All was vanished into a pleasant haze, and Alfonso Ignatius Carr stood alone in the vast expanse, a golden light shining down on his face. There was no Creature, no Bud, no Hand of God to string along the puppets of the world. Only calmness and sense here. A serene sense that no amount of rushing did anyone any good. All was quiet, but not silent. He could hear the warmth and tenderness of infinity all around him. It hugged and loved him, and he knew that he was amongst Everything, and Everything was good.

there you are

'Hi again.'

hello

'It's all gone to shit.'

maybe

'Does it ever go to shit for you too?'

frequently

'What do you do about it?'

i moon prophets

'Why?'

even i need a laugh sometimes

'I like that.'

i am glad you approve bud or what would you like to be called now

'I don't know anymore. I'm a bit lost.'

no shame in being lost

'It's all gone to shit.'

i know

'I don't want to be found.'

youre welcome to stay as long as you would like i am in no hurry

'I know.'

bud

'Yeah?'

everything is fine it will be all fine

'I don't care.'

i will always be here i will never abandon—

'No. Please. This is nice as it is. Please...don't lie to me. I don't think I can take anymore lies.'