Seeds of Disillusionment 

China Drought

Well I landed at UT Austin, surrounded it seemed by Fundies, all grimly determined to save me, and the common denominator was that if I died that night I’d go to Hell. If there were time travel and I could go back to 1981, I’d tell 18-20yo me that, “1. Relax, you’re probably not going to die tonight. 2. These people are just as clueless as you are. And 3. The afterlife is overrated.”

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