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“I've never felt that I was making any of this up—not the name, Earthseed, not any of it. I mean, I've never felt that it was anything other than real: discovery rather than invention, exploration rather than creation. I wish I could believe it was all supernatural and that I'm getting messages from God. But then, I don't believe in that kind of God. All I do is observe and take notes, trying to put things down in ways that are as powerful, as simple, and as direct as I feel them. (p 78)”

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Book:Parable of the Sower
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Parable of the Sower

In this novel, a young woman named Laisha leads her family through a post-apocalyptic world, facing the challenges of a society ravaged by environmental collapse and social upheaval. more

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