Tornado Alley (PROG)

[F6]

fuagf -- heartfelt intrinsically empty jibber-jabber formed by her forcing/collapsing/reducing the god to the belief in whom she clings into the innate sensibility she has all by herself as an at least somewhat aware/self-aware human being -- a sensibility which itself isn't any god, a sensibility which in no way either requires or evidences (let alone proves) any god any more than any belief does

she also/similarly is simply, and utterly emptily, postulating her conclusion -- she can try and proclaim all she likes to weave her god into/conflate her god with her own sensibility as a human being living in this reality -- there's no god in there -- there's just Sarah herself, with her sensibility, and her belief