Yesterday a friend of a friend told me I had the kind of "rational, *grrrr* attitude of an atheist". And I nodded & said, "Yeah, pretty much."

Because I realised I really don't give a damn about religious labels anymore.

I do, however, adore this:

If you never quite feel at home in your life, if being conscious means primarily being conscious of your own separation from the world and from divinity (and perhaps any sentient person after modernism has to feel these things) then any idea or image that can translate that depletion into energy, those absences into presences, is going to be powerful.
-- Christian Wiman, Gazing into the Abyss, via bookslut.

I was gonna make some apologist comment here about the above, about how it's worth reading EVEN IF -- like me -- you consider god to be one of history's Greatest Fictional Characters. And how you should read it regardless of what concept you've lent to the label 'divinity'.

And about how you should *especially* read it if you have an interest in, or a passion for, or an unhealthy addiction to solitude. Or if you're a cynic. Or a pessimist. Or you're looking for something.

But, you know, screw the labels & rational *grrr* arguments. Maybe just read it. Just read it. It's good.