As a young man I shied away from my dad's very radical politics. In my first marriage, in a confused state of being, I became a "Born Again Christian", scaring the socks off my wife. She had hoped I would accept Jesus Christ as my personal Lord and Savior, but I wasn't supposed to go over the edge. But I fell under the spell of the Holy Ghost and the Full Gospel, speaking in tongues and having visions with the best of them.
Anyway, once I had my fling at Fantasy Land I became a closet Agnostic. I must have been well into my 40's before I peeked out of the closet and startled my Christian friends and co-workers. Or did I offend them? But the point is that I've become more radical as I've aged. I have also become better looking, wiser, richer, funnier, and...modest. Did I mention humble, too?
Curious Carl
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