I dream of... evil.

The part of the dream that I remember started with me, my parents, and a friend (who might have been a robot) standing on the shore of a river or lake, across from an evil castle. ( ... )

I see a survey asking the wrong questions.

The first thing I should say about religion, before anything else, is that I think God is fictional. Everything that's been said about him, or written down, is people playing 'what if?' and coming up with some story of how they think a hypothetical grand creator of everything would be and act. That doesn't mean none of them are right, I just don't take them seriously is all, any more than I take black-helicopter nuts seriously, or people who claim they can cast magic spells.

But I'm not an atheist. Atheists bug me, for the same reason as people who scoff at any speculation as 'conspiracy theory' or sneer at people who beleive in magic. Not believing is not the same as believing not.

I want to believe in the supernatural, in life after death, in angels and demons and fairies and dragons and all that, I just don't.

So when asked what my religious beliefs are, I have to go with the most vivid and consistent pictures of god and the afterlife that I'm familiar with: Sandman. Jack. Lucifer. Dogma. Preacher. Well, maybe not Preacher. Those all seem more likely to be true than any version of the Bible I've ever seen, even if, like the Bible, they were knowingly written as a work of fiction.

And as far as the moral angle, I have faith that if I try to be a good person, and do what I feel is right, I won't suffer for it. Or, at the very least, I won't *deserve* to suffer for it, and will be entitled to hate and resent anyone who makes me. }:P