They met me as I was getting out of my car at my apts.
After stating a few of my newfound beliefs in possibilities, the one lady kept quoting the Bible to me after I said that I had no respect for it and didn't believe in it.
I told them both that I thought it was simply a book with interesting stories rewritten over and over again from mythology.
I mentioned Epona taking Elish(j)a to heaven in a flaming chariot.
I told them that the Jesus story has been rewritten many times before the supposed event even happened (Egyptian god Horus).
Every time she brought up something new, I countered it with why I thought it was not believable.
The best one was when I got to tell them of my relatives who passed away at an old age and DID DIE. I told them that truth doesn't change.
That truth should never have been taught as a fact to be counted on. When it did change, I said that you have to take a step back and say come on! Something is not right here!
They gave up and mentioned how they liked my car. They had to put some kind of equal footing in there at the end, right?
Oh, and she said something about others using their imaginations and coming up with stuff out of thin air like I was. I said that that was disrespectful.
I said that what they thought and believed about their holy book is the same as other religions and their holy books. They all believe their own HBs are the only answers.
They said I had some good points, though. Oh, how I hate talking with them!
The wound is raw from 2005, so I should have just gotten "busy" all of the sudden when they pulled out those wretched mags.