I had a dream that God sent an army to rid the world of immorality and injustice. The ones who could stay were no longer bound by monetary economics and generously built each other tree houses in a giant forest whose roots were bigger than the outside. Their true freedom from slavery granted opportunity to appreciate and explore what the forest had to offer those who loved it in return. But I woke up and began analyzing my thoughts and to my disappointment, I realized our mortgage is due again.