"A Storm blows up by the Tree of Life: My faith and what I believe; my tenet, if you will"

The Tempest and the Qabalistic Cross

I won't deny that I sense the presence of [GOD];
but I will say this to all faiths in this modern age:
The god you worship, is not the GOD I know.
The god you claim exists, isn't the GOD I love.
The part you claim is a part of the GOD I sense.
I can't justly put GOD in a box like you try to do.
God is beyond the box; GOD fills the box; GOD IS the box. Refrain from continually seperating GOD into pieces like SET
did with the limbs of OSIRIS...and it's been a struggle for me to find all those limbs so that they may be connected again.

AMEN in its Place, I will worship this ideal to the end of my days, for it is this place that causes awe to well up within me.
AMEN is unknowable in this life--
and if there be one after
may AMEN reveal itself,
manifested before me
the glory that which IS
IS a mighty woman's ideal.
And when Mary Magdelene washed those feet
I wonder if foreplay was seen...
such deep love they must have shared
in that quiet moment of humble care.
It is truly all connected in such a chaotic way
and we all try to make sense of it.
Some shove it OUT;
some keep it IN and go on their merry way;
but as for me, I'm in between
and I don't quite fit into any belief.
You are wrong yet correct
if you call me agnostic,
atheist,
humanist
or a skeptic,
even theist...for I have no sect.
With GOD
I simply AM as GOD IS...I AM.

(So, Taoist, eh? hee hee)