I was raised Christian and still consider myself Christian with an *sterisk

(I went to Christian school from 1st grade to 12th) after going to college I took a bunch of mythology classes because I liked that shit in highschool. And I really latched on to the teacher and took every one of his classes. Myth of all sorts of different cultures and different aspects of those cultures. The food! I had a class all about food. I had a class all about the underworld and hell in different cultures.

Separately, I took a few native American studies classes, I didn't know it and I can probably still go back and take it and get it, but I was 1 class away from getting a whole certificate in native American studies.

But the more I learned about other cultures, and what they thing about heaven, hell, and how we came to be, the more I realized that literally every culture has all the same stories just people's names are different🤷🏽

Kind of like if you and me grew up very differently, but we're on opposite sides of the street and saw a car accident, we would have the same stories but very different details just based on how our different minds work and the different angle. 🤷🏽

So I'm Christian. I believe in God it a higher being than me. But I also believe that maybe God used to fuck around a lot, maybe he was throwing lightning bolts at people. Or maybe he popped his own eye out for knowledge. And that the coyote loved the moon so much that he threw hummingbirds poking holes in her velvet cape to convince her to come down because it wasn't so dark anymore. And when she didn't he learned to howl. I believe that the first Chumash people on Catalina island were given a rainbow bridge to cross to the mainland. And that those who feel into the ocean became dolphins.

Most of all I know that I don't know. But if I live as a good person and encourage good around me good seems to come back but ultimately between me and the one up there it's a nuanced thing we're going to have to discuss in the end. And I look forward to that.