Nothing can get the fur flying like a conversation on faith. In my own disjointed world I know many moralist atheists, hard core Bible thumpers, non-traditional and caricature spiritualists, and wide swath of people that recognize faith almost the same way they recognize pornography -they know it when they see it.

So what am I? Everyone seems to need a label just to let everyone else know where they are coming from. If pushed on the issue I would label myself as a agnostic theist, which means I believe in God (or a god) but everything else is up for questioning. I have no problem with the 10 Commandments and the Golden Rule; and I will not bother with or mock anyone else's tenets of faith as long as they leave me alone.

Now if you come to my door you become fair game though learned the most effective way to deal with the itinerant evangelist is to smile and politely say -no thank you, I'm already happy and not interested. Even this ploy isn't perfect, I had a couple refuse to go away and demand that I come out and confront them. The situation had all the loopy logic of a Monty Python routine.

Every neighborhood has at least one profoundly religious household. My neighborhood is no exception and that household firmly believes I'm on the fast track to hell. For years, maybe to remind me that the ultimate punishment awaits, they would vandalize mailbox. In an odd twist of psychological jujitsu the more I ignore them the more evil I became.

Going back to a good Latin quote "credo quia absurdum" or I believe because it is absurd. I know many a good historian and theologian would argue how this is really a misquote but I like it just the way it is. Life is absurd and I'm willing to accept it all as a mystical journey and an adventure through the unknown.