I am not what one would call a believer in book religions. I love science, nature, beauty, love… This is not to say anyone else is wrong. I still love my friends and family who are believers, specially those who respect that I am not. I swear some days my friends hold faith for me and I love them for it. Some times we just need people to hold our heads above water till the waters stop rising.
So knowing this you might find it odd how crazy obsessed I got over the May 21st judgement day people. I was so so excited when I finally got to see for myself on of their very pricey billboards. I counted the minutes to what they so strongly believed would be the end and it came and went. I found myself a bit sad, and shocked at being sad, that nothing at all happened. Those poor people. So many of them sold houses, gave away pets, quit jobs… all to have nothing happen but disappointment. I know what that feels like. Some though, like the leader, will just say they got the numbers wrong, they will fall back into the next cult and life will go on.
What I have learned. I might not be a believer but I am still looking for magic and I still love the mystery.
