I have been going to church. It’s a surprise to me. I’m not going in a credulous state of mind. I’m just somehow drawn to it and interested. It’s not because I intend to digest the credo without parsing it or questioning it. There’s something about the aspiration that interests me.
I go to a very normal, suburban church…but there’s something that’s very poignant about it, beautiful. I started reading the Bible, not expecting it to be the literal word of God. But the threads that run through it, as a piece of literature, are amazing, and the aspirations contained it in are beautiful. But then, so is Zen meditation — you know, my feelings on it are inchoate, not fully formed yet. I’m trying to find my way.
Michael Gira / 2014