chapter 32

the strangest thing about my discovery of the nude beach...was
not that i saw a man that looked just like elton john...but
that sir elton actually lived only a few miles down the
road...and , in fact ,a friend of mine had seen him in the
airport a few days before this experience...could it be??? no
, impossible...and , besides , elton could afford a better
cock than this guy...i couldnt help but stare at this fellow...maybe
if he hadnt been completely naked...i would have been more
comfortable conversing with him .

the nude beach was actually a minor let down...i thought
that these people would be naked as a metaphoric expression
for wanting to be transparent and real with each other..not
even close...they weren't as repressed and anal as what one
confronts in the average evangelical church...but learning
to love and accept and be free was not the motivation for
most of them being in this particular state .

there are many ways to be religious...pretending one is
ethically and spiritually superior to another is most often
the objective...that is , your way is better than another
way...but there are as many paths to achieve this as there
are people in the world.

i remember sitting in church thinking that all of the people
shared the same belief structure...it was bull shit...get
them drunk enough...honest enough...and the discovery is
that there are more differences than similarities...only
the surface beliefs are the same...and , quite often , only
because people are afraid of being found out to be committing
blasphemy.

this was just another religion , for the most part...if
you kept your bathing suit on...then you were shunned by
those who were naked...they had made their own set of arbitrary
standards that had to be lived up to...god is love , acceptance
and forgiveness...and how we run away from this truth...in
so many different directions.