Uncorrupted Faith

I think she found me. Later I would read of the existence of a kingdom in Sumeria long ago that was since corrupted by men. Its I.D. had perhaps been stolen by men wanting to pose as God for their own material benefit. I’m not sure if any current religion can claim to possess a totally legitimate I.D.
It seems to me that currently all religions are bent on being the only one and the only legitimate one. Buddhism seems a bit different … just advice … follow me or not. I could be wrong, but since I’m here in Thailand it surrounds me. I see the good part of all religions in it. I respect it as I respect the Muslim Koran and the advice in it. As I respect the Bible … All when separated from any vision of there being just one way to believe. I look at the good points — the rest I have no need of.
The Kingdom of Sumeria was polytheistic, they believed in a bit of this and a bit of that. Its god was not separate from the world. It could not be a man or woman. It seemed to be the first written record of faith. Its story paralleled those in all the religions, but was told 2000 years before the birth of Christ. It was my kind of religion….
Certain things had happened on the island that made me want to know more about faith. I knew that faith could be pure when separate from religion. I read that Venus and Mars were more visible to the naked eye in twilight because they were not hidden by the moonlight. I read that Inana was the goddess of love. I waited for her after that in the twilight hours and what I learned, shortly thereafter, has given me a new view of our world and heaven and life. I sat out in the twilight again and one day soon after I came to realize that I had met her. It was the most amazing experience I have ever had and I plan to follow it up. I may not now have known her name if not for the internet and some research. I already had the faith, but not the knowledge of a very long time ago; but actually probably right now.
If you take away the tense, does time really matter?

There are all these guys in my mind now. I started out as one. Golem, Charls, Jack, Wicket, CHarLie. I don’t know which one I am now. I think Wicket is real, but can’t be sure. It’s not as if life is simple anymore. It’s a complicated world when all these minds exist as one … or two … or three … or more. Tick … tick … tick … Bang—