My grandparents were deeply religious, so were most of my ancestors (part of the quaker movement). My dad was a hippy and didnt really buy into god so grew up believing his own thing.

He told us to believe in what we felt was real and to discover that on our own. One of my siblings ended up going to church every wed, sunday, getting involved with the community, etc, the whole 9 yards.

I am envious of this, I truly am. When I tell them this, they get offended like I am making fun of them or something.

I want to believe, so I would subscribe as a agnostic. Basically what my dad thought.

I believe there is something more, is it some singular entity in the clouds judging me for every decision I made in my life. I dont think it works like that.

Telling me im going to hell for not believing doesnt sound right either.

I think the phrase, that god exists in all of us makes sense. And that perhaps someone did walk this earth saying that and telling us we have to love each other. Thats the only way forward as a species, what we have is a path of self destruction.

I suppose im pretty close to finding out the truth now. Everyday is a struggle with the parathyroid.

What I seek is a explanation that unites all religions, and the ancient aliens does that. The bible does appear to be a curated collection of much older, more ancient stories.