Frivology

“To believe in God is impossible - to not believe in Him is absurd”
- Voltaire

Have you ever wanted something so badly that you believe if you try hard enough it’ll just be a reality?  I’d heard of kids who could talk to spirits or who would have those that were dead to them come back to them, and I desperately wanted my Grandfather to do this - but he didn’t.  Ever.  God didn’t send him my messages, I didn’t get any from Him, and there was never a chance where I felt like anything I ever said laying in my bed and staring at the ceiling every really mattered. 

Disconnecting wasn’t somthing that I did on purpose or with a lot of thought.  I still believed in god - as much as a budding teenager really could - but my belief started to get more and more amorphous.  I took on my mother’s belief that all gods were really one god, and that God, himself, didn’t really need an organized religion to be followed.  In Middle School, Tina and I maintained our close friendship, but as we weren’t in the same classes most of the time, we each developed our own circles.  I spent a lot of time with my nose buried in books or writing, and Tina… well, I never really knew what she did. 

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