In an alternate universe a good ol boy stuck between a rock and a hard place. Too fair skinned to be pittied, Too dark below the waist for a normal life. Between aliens and federal agents he was constantly on the run. Outcast from society. Caged like an animal   The sheep keep turning the wheel. But he's not included. The world keeps spinning though so he thought. And wrote. And wrote. Til it hurt. But he always wondered why humans are the only species that claim a GOD. And yet live like there is none.