I think that some people confuse religion and spirituality. Sitting in a cathedral, looking at the huge stained glass...I never felt filled with love and enlightenment. I felt terrified! But then there are other times, mostly when smoking a joint and I look out over the hay fields and see horses and blue skies and nothing but hills and nature's beauty.... That's when I feel my spirit lifted and a sense of well being.

The idea of a "savior"? We can only save ourselves from ourselves. I also never understood what exactly I needed to be saved from, either. "Original sin", can someone explain that one? Am I being punished for being born?