Unee is my God

Unee is my God. She sits on her cushion in the crystal Temple of Why and asks you to ask why? The men who created the old religions are dead. Why are you following them? She infuses love  into the world, she brings peace. She waits for us like a Mother waiting up for her [...]

Circled Wagons

They circle their wagons, guns drawn protecting their prized possessions. Like vicious animals the weight of responsibility wears on them. They plot and strategize to make sure no one breaks the perimeter, no one gets in. They never turn around, never look behind and they forget one thing. What are they protecting? Who is the [...]