On an nth revisit of “The Seventh Seal” film script, I was again rereading the same questions…visualizing the same scene in the movie. This is where Antonius Block asks the entity in the confession box (not knowing that it is “death”), about God. Those haunting questions …
“Call it whatever you like. Is it so cruelly inconceivable to grasp God with the senses? Why should He hide himself in a mist of half-spoken promises and unseen miracles?
How can we have faith in those who believe when we can’t have faith in ourselves? What is going to happen to those of us who want to believe but aren’t able to? And what is to become of those who neither want nor are capable of believing?
Why can’t I kill the God within me? Why does He live on in this painful and humiliating way even though I curse Him and want to tear Him out of my heart? Why, in spite of everything, is He a baffling reality that I can’t shake off?”