Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth
In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.
Care of Souls
"Michael, what's wrong?"
Standing in the doorway, my friend grimaces.
"I realized today that I don't believe in the existence of god any more," he says.
The god that he means is the god of Abraham. I'd come to the same conclusion myself years before, but for Michael, who'd gone to seminary, nearly become a priest, and later considered conversion to Judaism, this was huge.
I pondered my response. Souls need careful handling.
"How does that change things?" I finally ask.
"It doesn't change anything at all," he says.
He smiles, a little sadly.
"He didn't exist yesterday, either."
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