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I can only explain my path away from religion and towards spirituality as a journey of rejecting pageantry in favor of a purer form of thought.

From a young age I was never able to accept doctrine at face value and I railed against what I perceived to be my father's insistence on regimented prayer and observance. That I still attend a Catholic service has more to do with tradition than absolute necessity and it may be rooted in the idea that it is the least I can do to retain a bridge to my religious instruction.

I now sit in a beautiful building and more often than not allow my brain to drift away from uninspired homilies by repetitious clergy who seem to treat us like children. Still that convention remains as a reminder that I need not entirely flush all ceremony despite it often grates against my desire for simpler and more streamlined thinking.

The church as hospital analogy is perhaps useful here as the priests who we thought should be held to a higher standard proved themselves unworthy.

Perhaps my changing vision is why all forms of physical observance in the form of headgear, clothing or hair styles leaves me befuddled even if I do not begrudge others to do what they must.

I am more certain than ever that whatever the source of our existence it is far more removed from the need for such requirements and would like to think that the intelligence responsible for our existence asks for more basic and fundamental things which we are oddly less able to conform to.

If I were a deity would I imagine myself making a contingent the wearing of special clothing or going to special places in order that I be worshipped?

The answer is no and I would simply desire to instill peace and harmony while maintaining free will.


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