The Earth Here Is Beautiful. And It

It Is Tragic That Many In America Think Of Us - Christians - As Being People Who Hate Others.

We Are Predators, Whose All-seeing Eyes Were Meant To Give Them Detachment.

And He Would Listen, Making Only A Few Comments, Always Sympathetic, So That When I Left Him I Had The Distinct Impression He Had Solved Everything For Me.

God, Why Didn't You Make Us All Dogs?

I Don't Believe In Anything And That Makes Me Stronger Than You Think