money is our god

Do you think its time to spice things up in bed with your spouse?

She sat there huddled down by the Orchids, her bare feet sideways as she lay in the dirt. A few trees loomed above and swayed gently in the warm breeze whispering verses with their rustle. I Looked out from the patio I saw a group of robed men crossing the field. They chanted what sounded like commodity indexes.

A steady fellowship was forming around the temple that we built in the backyard. Andre sat in the distance with a pad of sketch paper. He was planning on making an addition to facilitate our growth. He sketched the lines that he hoped to build. They jutted out of the pyramidic structure like huge legs.

I looked down at Mary in the flowers. Things had been difficult for us since the visions came. We spoke with less frequency, but she stayed on the ranch. She wouldn't tell me what she thought of all this, but I knew she thought that we were all a little crazy.

There was a time when all of this was just a whisper, but now it was very real. The bankers and accountants came. Things changed.