Capitalizing Spirituality

Spirituality is a field,
a meadow, scattered with trees and flowers,
acted upon by beautiful and ungoverned forces
that cause the life and wonder growing there
to flourish.
Wind and light, nourishment and fertility.
Religion is the strip-mall that was built over top of it.
Over the field, the meadow with its trees and flowers.
An unnatural, hideous, man-made thing
that spits and pisses and shits on the glorious nature
of that which it has irreverently built itself upon.
Buslting multitudes of brainwashed morons
scamper in and out of the stores inside.
Each religion constitues an establishment therein,
set up to compose this gross, hypocritical construct.
People flock from one store to the other,
some stay put, others claim allegiance to one and move on
when the 'for sale' sign disappears over its dogmas.
Signs read: '20% off salvation! This week only!'
'Suicide bombers recieve extra store credit (with purchase of Koran)!!!'
'God loves a shopper! Hallelujah!'
'We have the truth! The answer you need!'
'WE have THE truth! New and Improved!'
'We have the truth! Subscribe! Pay! Grovel! All this can be yours!'
And these fucking idiots just eat it up.
This masqueraded interpretation of serenity
fallen victim to exploitation and commercialism.
But that's no surprise.
Humankind takes such joy in finding beauty, drilling a price-tag up its ass,
and raping it to death with it.