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When we create a new God and a new heaven after we have finally finished remaking ourselves, what will live there? Will they replace us or live in harmony with us? We are not good at harmony and I fear most what I cannot believe in. "When the angels come, call the men with the butterfly nets to carry me away."

THE NEW HEAVEN (Rebecca Cook)

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  • Artist Name

    Rebecca Cook
  • Dimensions

    13" x 20"
  • Medium

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