Left to find their own paths, they climb over billboards, cover barns in green shade, smother every tree underneath, feed on both the living and the dead, and prepare the land for the next thing.
I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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