Storm clouds pierced the clear blue sky. You could feel everything. All that was present in the world around could also be felt inside you. The tempest. Changing. The future colliding with the past. Driven to the brink of madness. Falling over the edge. Until he gave you his hand, and everything became stable. Calm. He erased all your pain, he silenced your fears. A just god. Noble and true. Not jealous or angry. Both men and women. Balanced and equal. A celebration of oneness. Open and honest.