penultimate

i'm not very religious. i would call myself spiritual at best. a half assed neo-pagan grasping on to my lingering belief in god and a budding belief in the goddess. but still i believe. through every shit-bomb life throws me, i continue to believe in a deity... MUSIC means i have to believe. i feel it running amok in my body, my lungs, my heart, my veins, my fingertips. it causes gooseflesh to break out on my body and the tiny hairs on my arms stretch and quiver, reaching out and dancing for an unseen conductor. i open my throat and sing the lyrics in full voice, loud, lush, and beautiful... praises... to pink floyd, to freddie mercury, to the pixies, to rufus wainwright, to hedwig... i sing, they sing. our voices collide and twirl and spin, dizzy, fervent. a heady brew, a deity is present. my most intimate gambol with god.