missing god who was my friend

This is strange to write about, but I woke up in the middle of the night thinking that I might believe in god again. Not a moralistic god. Not white bearded god who looks down from the clouds and is overly concerned about my genitals. Not god who loves at gunpoint.

Maybe I am just far away enough from allofthatcrap to start reimagining god again, as someone I could actually (/could actually want to) believe in. Just god who listens, just god of peace and acceptance. I don't think this god is someone I could share (hide it under a bushel--yes--), having godiknow grow paler against all the strange claims about theonetruegod.

I don't know. It would be nice.