"My father thought I was a demon," Adam announced, the day catching up with their talk of the impossible. "As did my first wife. Demon. Satan's spawn. He threw us out and she ran away, and for centuries I thought maybe they were right..." It was his time, his people, his creed, after all. He wasn't from some distant future where humanity had evolved even further, seeing the stars, other planets, other times, other species they mingled with. He was from a time where they burned women at the stake to purify the devil out of them, and called midwives Satan's whores and put you in stocks and threw vegetables at you for speaking out of turn.
"Belief...sometimes I wonder if we give it the power we do, or if...somewhere there has to be a truth that goes beyond anything people believe about it, doesn't there? What happened with the ships. What I am. What Nathan and Peter and Hiro...the things we do. What you are. It's true. It's real. People can deny it or refuse to believe all they please, or they can embrace it as absolute truth, but what they believe doesn't change the fact of what is."
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Date: 2008-02-19 09:06 pm (UTC)"Belief...sometimes I wonder if we give it the power we do, or if...somewhere there has to be a truth that goes beyond anything people believe about it, doesn't there? What happened with the ships. What I am. What Nathan and Peter and Hiro...the things we do. What you are. It's true. It's real. People can deny it or refuse to believe all they please, or they can embrace it as absolute truth, but what they believe doesn't change the fact of what is."