A little confused, aren't we, dear?
My step-father is a practicing Buddhist, with Taoist leanings. I have chosen the Sufi path, on which I have been walking for over a dozen years. The initial lure of this path was the ecumenical nature of it, including practices from all of the world's traditions as an acknowledgement of the unity of all religious and spiritual ideals. I married a fellow Sufi, who grew up in the Unitarian Universalist Church studying Norse Mythology, and who has subsequently become a Muslim. When our son was born a year ago I discovered some of the inescapable bonds to my Judaism, which I am currently exploring.
This is fantastical, especially considering it started with this...
Growing up in atheistic household, I am always amused at how spiritually I define myself, and how diverse the spiritual influences of my childhood truly were.
In fact, it is nothing but a fantasy world where the medium of infinitization is a pantheon of phantasms, one cascading lie after another... Who is the prince of phantasms in the kingdom of air and darkness?