There is no stone at this altar. No offerings, no sacrifice. No sense of something missing. A quiet appeal for reason and kindness, the kind of things hoped for when the world is at peace, and the only thoughts rippling through a person’s mind is about what they can give, not what they do not have. It’s peaceful here. Quiet and contented, that pause between breaths that knows with certainty what is happening, having experienced something wonderful, full of anticipation now of only good things to come. My wish; this is the reality that I dream into existence for you.