I am at the crossroads of atheism, paganism, and satanism. Grabbing each road with my hands and weaving them together to make something new, something hard to explain. Secular, yet spiritual. There's no word for it now and I don't care if there ever is one. Humans are complex and so is the unknown.
Existentialism brings me the peace others seek in religion. My purpose is to exist. I do not seek comfort, nor meaning. I only weave and walk these roads experience and curiosity. There is beauty in chaos. Canaillerie (nischief). The universe reminds me of the fae. Skepticism and secularism for balance, the foundation on which my beliefs have always been built. Science to understand the world and spiritualism to understand who we are. It's beautiful isn't it?
C'est la vie. Laissez bon temps rouler
