Ghosts, God, and Comfort in the Untangible.

We glance at our ghosts, assure our angels, and dispute our demons everyday. We spend everyday fighting the battles with an enemy we create. And make no mistake none of us can handle the pressure everyday without something to lean against. A friend said to me once that I use religion as the crutch in my life to support my weak persona; I said to him that if that is the case then every human being on earth has a bad back. Wheatear it is love, community, culture, drugs, or religion that becomes the crutch, it makes no difference. Humans have created these things as our shelter, as our tent from the winds of everyday life. We confine ourselves in our fortress where our fears take a back seat to a much more important cause. On a usually everyday basis we lock ourselves and become convinced the real world is only a temporary destination. As humans we are a species that likes to only step halfway through the door, wheatear it be the spiritual or “real” one, and use the other as a means of escape so we do not fall too much through to one side. We all need our escape, and none of us is capable of criticizing anyone else’s.