Dear Journal,

I really gotta stop this. What was I thinking?

When I was a teenager, I always sensed there was “more” — More to God, More to Life, More to the universe, spirituality, my belief system, etc — than I was told.

My religious foundation was very rich. It was no simple or limited religion. I was taught everything I could possibly want or need to know about God, life, and religion. I knew why bad things happened. I knew what to expect after I died. I knew who and what God was, and exactly and precisely what to expect and how to predict God’s behavior…

I was foolish.

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