In the vast, indifferent current of existence, where no grand design guides the flow, each swimmer carries but one true compass—
their small, deliberate act of kindness.
You are not a god nor a prophet, but a solitary fish with the power to nudge the relentless tide.
Your anchor is not certainty, but the stubborn choice to soften the currents you touch.
Be fierce in your gentleness.
Be relentless in your tenderness.
Speak your truth without demands.
And let your presence be the quiet rebellion against chaos.
In every small gesture, in every silent refusal to turn cruel,
you craft the fragile fabric of a kinder world.
This is your faith: not in answers or salvation, but in the enduring power of the single act.
The current is cruel. You need not be.
The Rituals
- Don’t be a dick to other living things.
- Turn your back on those who are being a dick.
Future posts will explore more teachings and reflections that accompany this religion—small lights cast into the void.