on the spirit of life

My life is nothing more than the psychology of an ongoing ”religion”. In that sense, my religious essence is a “spirit of wonder,” and the recognition of life as a force, an ever-present, inexplicably concentrated form of experiential non-material energy that exists loosely in the world. It is the content of everything, and something that is more or less accumulated and composed in all life forms and in all people, and in certain places around me. It is the world of my experiences.