They say that religions are just cults with a tax break and a good business plan.
Ray was born on the farm. His parents were the founders, and they brought in hundreds of people to their ranch.
They handed out robes for followers to wear.
They handed out bells for followers to ring.
All Ray knew was the farm.
But beyond the fences…
The people out there tried to lure him out with stories and trinkets and promises.
Ray resisted, and put on his robe, rang his bell, and stayed home.
Safe from the cultists out there, outside the farm.