Helpless Lust And Unreasoning Anxiety Were Just

All Religions Are Ultimately Cargo Cults. Adherents Perform Required Rituals, Follow Specific Rules, And Expect To Be Supernaturally Gifted With Desired Rewards Long Life, Honor, Wisdom, Children, Good Health, Wealth, Victory Over Opponents, Immortality After Death, Any Desired Rewards.

We Give Our Dead To The Orchards And The Groves. We Give Our Dead To Life.

We Need The Stars... We Need Purpose! We Need The Image The Destiny To Take Root Among The Stars Gives Us Of Ourselves As A Purposeful, Growing Species. We Need To Become The Adult Species That The Destiny Can Help Us Become! If We're To Be Anything Other Than Smooth Dinosaurs Who Evolve, Specialize And Die, We Need The Stars.... When We Have No Difficult, Long-term Purpose To Strive Toward, We Fight Each Other. We Destroy Ourselves. We Have These Chaotic, Apocalyptic Periods Of Murderous Craziness.

I Began Reading Science Fiction Before I Was 12 And Started Writing Science Fiction Around The Same Time.

...i Can Write My Own Stories And I Can Write Myself In.