For the past three years, I have wandered mostly alone after being driven from the pride of my birth, doomed to lurk at the edge of my elder’s territory, always on the outside, looking in, but all that has changed since I drove off my father and killed his cubs. I am a young lion,… Continue reading I am a young lion and this is my pride, being a fictionalized account from the perspective of the King of the Jungle
Confessions of a Conservative Atheist 