We do not worship God. We perceive and attend God. With forethought and work, We shape God. In the end, we yield to God. We adapt and endure, For we are Earthseed And God is Change. — Parable of the Sower by Octavia Butler
"In the lovers' religion, whenever there is redemancy, love becomes a narcotic, an invisible cannabis smoked and inhaled through the blossomed valves of the inflamed heart, flooding the brain with the hallucinogen that is the Beloved.