Among those men, women, and children who suffocated to death during the Great Flood were my own distant relatives. My own flesh and blood. And for this monstrous criminal act by God against them, I am suppose to love and worship and adore God who saved only Noah and his family onboard the Ark? I say BULLSHIT! I love my ancestors. None were guilty of the Original Sin. After all, none of my ancestors originated anything to begin with.
In the meantime, it must be another miracle: no one asked where all that water go after the Great Flood drowned all those relatives of mine? Poch Suzara
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the water evaporated
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