Perhaps it’s silly to get upset if someone suggests that Real God could be plural in nature rather than some singular sentient being. Maybe it’s childish to defend our deities with passive-aggressive threats, which we cannot prove exist, much less are offended at all.

Perhaps polytheism is just as considerable as monotheism, if not more so, given that there’ve been countless gods touted over time. Maybe each one of us is within in his or her rights to develop one’s own theological perspective sans being censured by anyone else.

Perhaps the Great Spirit is our primordial collective consciousness waking each one of us up when it’s individually most beneficial. Maybe human beings are offshoots of our Gracious Host and its peerless transcendence, and we are maturing toward our godhood.

Perhaps we conjure up external, subconsciously ideal depictions of gods and goddesses, while denying how remarkable we truly are. Maybe organic self-education begins with our boundless musing, untethered and free-flowing, as we’re discovering eternity within us.