CREATURES

 The great flaw in all organized religion is the separation man places between man & the Creation. The hubris that allows us to think we are special just because we write & read books. Does a book give us permission to do what we want with what we never created? We do not possess even an iota of the Creation.  Man, with his oil-sands & megalopolises & sacred texts & cyber libraries is merely one more ripple on the surface of all that is. Fear not fellow sentient beings. All that synthetic static evaporates like mist on the morning pond. Man & his troubled mind-chatter is subsumed by the Beauty, by the Mystery. Sister Buffalo. Brother Crow. Sister Seahorse. Guide us from the dappled shadows that surround. The Creation is perfect. The Creator created it from nothing. The Creator is in charge. Always has been.