Posted six or seven years ago: "I began my life feeling very angry at God for giving me such a miserable life in suburban New Jersey, and especially for giving me such strict, hard-nosed parents, particularly a mother who made me go to church every fecking Sunday. Then in my teens I went through a period of mocking and taunting Him. Then I reversed gears in my early 20s, embracing and worshipping Krishna as a result of my mystical LSD trips. Then I came to an existential understanding that God is, depending on how lucky or unlucky you are in terms of parental or tribal lineage and birth location, at best impartial about whether you’re living a happy or miserable life.