I'm translating a medieval Arabic book that you would like, I think. It goes like this. A boy is born by spontaneous generation on a deserted island and is adopted by a gazelle, who raises him as her own child. He grows up and discovers, through his own intellect, all the truths of the natural and spiritual worlds.
Then, when the boy grows up, a man from another island which is inhabited lands and the two discover each other. After they learn to communicate, the one from the inhabited island discovers that his "organized religion" is but a hollow shell of the "natural religion" of the guy from the deserted island. So they go off to the inhabited island to teach them the errors of their ways. Now you can imagine how well THAT goes!
Nobody living can ever stop me
As I go walking my freedom highway.
Nobody living can make me turn back:
This land was made for you and me. (Woody Guthrie)