If I had all the answers, their would be no mystery. The magic of my childhood that gives light to the decisions of my manhood, would dissappear. Like the argument of the famous lawyer in Brothers Karamazov, a child cannot know good without a picture of kindness to guide him. Without a figure to imitate. That is why I know God exists. Without a picture of goodness and love humans could not imitate it. God is that picture that Father that we always look up to as the guardian of our childish weakness. I might have spoken a little bit over my head. Who am I to think such thoughts. I will not lie though. I do hope in such ideals. Cheers Machine-R