DOTLAN EveMaps

"'All the things that I did, you need to understand--'

'If I have to hear one more time that you did this for the family--'

'I did it for me.

I liked it.

I was good at it.

And... I was... really...

I was alive.'"



"My pop, he weren't a religious man, you know. If you couldn't grow it, or kill it, or eat it, then he just plain old didn't believe in it, that was it. And this one time he head up on the old Saba hills. San Saba hills? He joined up with a couple of old texas ranger buddies of his to hunt. Pretty routine, you know. He done it like a hundred times before. Should have been a three day kill but on the second day, well, it all went fucked.

Somehow that night he managed to lose his buddies, and to top it off, them Comanches went and took the horses, so... so he was starving, and delirious, and he crawls up into this mott, like this group of trees out there in the middle of nowhere just sticking up in this ocean of scrub... and he found religion.

At that moment, he told me... he found God. Uh-huh. And it turns out that God... he's a squirrel. Yeah. A big old meaty one.

'I found God', he used to say. 'And while sitting there and basking in the glory and sublimity of mercy... I shot and ate that son of a bitch.'"