From: Bill Forseth
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There once was a rabbit who gave one carrot in every ten 
to the church, who took its little bunnies in for 
religious instruction and morality infusions, and who 
talked to God all the time and asked His advice. Because 
it never got an answer from God it thought it was doing 
something wrong, and not trying hard enough.

So, it started spending more time in prayer and 
contemplation, and giving more carrots to the church, and 
being more strict with its bunnies. It also became more 
pious than the other rabbits, and claimed that God did 
indeed talk to it, because it felt inadequate and ashamed 
that God ignored it so.

It fell in with other rabbits whom God didn't talk to 
either, and together they spread lots of little stories 
about God doing wonderful things because, although they 
never really witnessed any, they felt that if they claimed 
to have this was as good as the real thing, and God would 
love them for it.

Then one day the evil hunters came along and killed some 
of them and their bunnies. Oh, how they prayed and prayed 
and begged God for help, but none came. The rabbit was 
crushed, and tried to explain it all away by saying that 
God wanted its friends and its bunnies dead, for His 
mysterious purposes. This worked for a while, but the evil 
hunters came again and again and decimated the rabbit 
population until it looked like the rabbit would be the 
only one left.

Just before the rabbit's favorite bunny was killed it said 
the most sincere and naked prayer ever heard, asking that 
it be taken instead of the bunny. It asked not for revenge 
or power over the evil hunters, simply that the bunny be 
spared. It was a beautiful and innocent bunny, and the 
rabbit felt sure that, this time, God would listen.

But, the evil hunters killed the bunny and skinned it and 
ate it, and wounded the rabbit too, who barely escaped. 
"Fuck this", said the rabbit, back in the hovel licking 
its wounds, and it never returned to church or tried to 
talk to God again, but it did spend the last of its 
carrots on an Uzi.

The moral of the story:

                       A WELL ARMED RABBIT IS
                       MORE POWERFUL THAN GOD.

the end