Oh My God?! I Think ... I´m a Pseudo Indie...

*Porque hoje é Sexta-feira,dia de virar-me para Meca

*Porque hoje é Sexta-feira,dia de virar-me para Meca

-Oh, crap.


I guess I should have seen this coming!


Hello?


- Genie! Whatever the hell your name is!
- Yes?


- What the hell is this?


- It's what you asked for...peace on Earth.


Listen.


-You know damn well that's not what I meant.
 

- You didn't specify.


- This has nothing to do with specificity!You don't have to wipe out the entire population of the whole planet...just to affect a little peace on Earth and goodwill towards men.


-Mmm, you didn't say, "Goodwill towards men."


So you expect me to change the hearts of six billion people?


No religion in history's been able to pull that off.


Not Allah or Buddha or Christ.


But you'd like me to do that in your name?


So... what, you can feel real good about yourself?


-Did I say that?I didn't say that.


-Mmm, how grotesquely egotistical of you.

I have something to show you.


More pieces of the puzzle.


I couldn't believe it.I thought I was making it up in my head, that it could not be true.


- What?


What this is.


What the symbols spell out is a passage from the Koran.


Quyama...the day of final judgement.


On a spacecraft,teachings of the ancient prophet Mohammed?

Mulder-And why would God allow this to happen?