Nobody wants to conduct an autopsy on a dead saint.

And death? I don't fear death. I dread the absence of it.

We live in an enlightened age, however, an age that has learned to see and to value other living things as they are, not as we wish them to be. And the long and creditable history of science has taught us, if nothing else, to look carefully before we judge to judge, if we must, based on what we see, not what we would prefer to believe.

This would have been less annoying had it been untrue.

These movies belonged to the twentieth and early twenty-first centuries that period of great, unsustainable, and hedonistic prosperity, driven by the burning of Earth's reserves of perishable oil, which culminated in the False Tribulation, and the wars, and the plagues, and the painful dwindling of inflated populations to more reasonable numbers.

If I am an agnostic, Calyxa, it's because I'm also a realist.

I understand so very little. But I am not afraid to look: I am a good observer at last. My eyes are open, and I am not afraid.