I don’t believe in Satan. Satan is a concept developed to keep people in line by others who wanted to rule them. If God is good

then there must be something bad. If there is no Satan, does it follow that there is no God: in my book no. I choose to turn my will over to a Higher Power, who I, mostly, choose to call God. I find life easier living it with faith, though I do not know exactly what, or whom, it is that I am having faith in.

I was raised Catholic as a kid, and left the church when I was nineteen. I was at one of the new Sunday night masses that the church had started offering, and I looked over and saw a guy who I was in a frat with sitting in one of the pews.

WHAT is HE doing here I thought to myself. Last night he was getting drunk and trying to get laid at a Fraternity Party populated with young sorority gals. Then I looked at myself, I had gotten drunk, myself, and I had gotten laid. I then realized that I was not living the life that the church said that I should live, so I walked away from the church. When I sobered up, some thirteen years later, I tried going back to the church, but what I was hearing from the priests mouths did not jive with what I saw around me, and believed in.

I have no problem with whatever religion you choose, whichever God you choose to follow, just, please, don’t try to stick your God up my butt.