Gods Empathy

I was in Roma last week. It was cold, rainy, and we tried to see every important monument of history or art in within 5 days. My feet still hurt, and I've got a cold. On day 5, we entered the big one, St.Piedro, the center of teh roman catholic world.

Walking around for hours in and on the church, I stood before tons of the most impressive Artworks and monuments in the medieval history. I wasn't impressed. I was disgusted. The only impression I've got left of this, is the picture you see now.
Gold and Marble, splendour and glaze, built up with the hunger and the naivity of just those who should be impressed by it. Build up on lies and vage stories, to make self proclamed holy people more forceful.
A friend of mine, who goes to my class, didn't stop to look at me with this disgusted, arrogant sight, like she wanted to say "man, be impressed, more respect, that's the church". A bunch of Sisters and a pastor stood behind me while I was drwaing this, cursing and complaining about me in french, like If I wouldn't understand them.
That's when I noticed, the picture I was drawing didn't refer to the past....