The Prophecy of Agnes

Sin isn't a punishment. It's a natural consequence.

Agnes had a reoccurring nightmare of
that ants were devouring her.
She had her home fumigated several times.
Charlie was concerned for her sanity.
"Your not on the Moon. The Queen of the Moon
Ants Sequa cannot reach out to you...
Your safe." Charlie rubbed Agnes down
in the shower with a falafel sponge.

"Why didn't they kill her?" Agnes put
both her hands flat on the tiles beneath
the shower head as Charlie sponged her.
"It was explained to me that the other
Queen Ants would sense it and that would
be war. They're connected telepathically.
It's really amazing how these ants survive
on the Moon." Charlie began a vigorous scrub.

"All life is ,,,,ahhhhhhhhhhhhh,,,,chemically based.
The Moon ants draw nourishment from minerals."
Agnes was enjoying Charlie's butt and crotch sponge rub.
"Ah? So, life is a chemical marriage between nonliving minerals
and biological life." Charlie smacked Agnes soggy cheeks.
"The Moon Ants are trillium based life forms.
And that Queen Sequa is selling her eggs ...
That's what I call predatory capitalism." Charlie toweled off Agnes.
"Did you expect sentimentality from an ant?" Agnes smirked as
her arms slid around Charlie's neck.

"Well, there are plenty of ants." Charlie chuckled.
"And plenty of humans." Agnes smirked as she kissed Charlie.
Charlie withdrew a bit from the kiss, "Humans aren't ants."
"Now, that sounds racist. We are all living beings.
And the Moon Ants are intelligent enough to communicate with us."
Agnes pressed on with her kiss.
"She spoke telepathically. Oh, God! She has a telepathic
connection with me. She knows I'm not dead and where I live."
Agnes fell to her knees.

Reflections~ If sin is natural, then is natural selection moral?

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