Your Allahu Akbar failed. Your god died when i heard a woman saying, “Tell my Children i love them”.
My heart is with the woman in heaven who is not with god anymore but is constantly watching her children below, trying all her means to protect them, provide them.
One sad hour created by a religious fanatic makes for a whole day to go sad, in fact for the dear ones of victim, their whole life.
If my sadness were to turn into anger it would have the capacity to destroy every religion. Mark that. Your gods, your tiny little gods who motivate you to cause heavy destruction are nonetheless but the product of your diseased faith.
What religion does a person need? What god do we need here?
Love is all that we need here. Love is all that we need.