Ceremonies

It's seems as though life is surrounded by them. Special breads, chants, drink the wine ask the four questions. I have a question? Do any of you believe? What is the root of your belief? If there is a God so good and mighty on high, what does a divine plan have to do with innocent deaths? How can you waste your life preoccupied with what might happen after it. Live for now, I say, the rest comes later. What else can you do?Although it's an awful, rambling book, Ceremony definitly reminded me of Bloody Hawk, and that summer with the lodge by the lake. And the way we'd come back in the fall, Safia and I, crunching bright leaves underfoot, looking for the shell of that structure. What he'd told us about stories, what others have written about them. How do you tell the tale of the self? That's part of what religion is about, isn't it? Capping an ending on the story. There's more than one kind of happily-ever-after, though.I wonder what the next chapter will bring.