"Is this a reality check? Fancy Prince leaves his kingdom and his title means squat when he's digging his own grave?" "I haven't been in my kingdom for most of my life, Celia. Can you stop implying that I'm detached from reality?!"
"For I am certain of this: neither death nor life, no angel, no prince, nothing that exists, nothing still to come, not any power, or height or depth, nor ANY created thing, can ever come between us and the love of God made visible in Christ Jesus our Lord." (Romans 8:38-39, emphasis added)
"I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint... my mouth is dried up like a potsherd ... they pierce my hands and my feet...my bones are on display...people stare and gloat over me." Psalm 22 Peter O' Neill gallery