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... I was raised strictly evangelically and went to church every Sunday with my parents. In the summer my family went to camps for children, where we sang, prayed, read from the Bible ... I very much liked the feeling of community and the spirit about these camps...

I went to the university to study literature ... I also started reading psychology ...

... Long walks on my own and a lot of reading, writing and drawing filled out my entire life, and the power of the experiences had forced me to leave my studies. I don’t know exactly when and how it started, but in May 1979 I experienced to be controlled by a force, an invisible creature, who was able control my physical movement. I was turned to the left and to the right, when I was walking in the street and everywhere else. People must have thought, that I was crazy ...

It was a funny experience, weird, and provided me with a total body experience. I completely existed and felt very safe... 

In the days after the unique experience and with the new dialogue partner I was of course chasing the answers of my search for the last many years, but also solutions to intellectual problems. You cannot really separate these questions. It is wrong to distinguish between faith and knowledge, as if they exclude each other...

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Authencity as a clue - or insisting on reality

... Life itself is worthwhile, which is one important point. The existence of a divine creature indicates or proves, that there is a deeper sense by everything, but as an experience it is life here and now, which has got value and should be protected. Religions have for centuries commanded to worship one or more deities. The intention, in my opinion, has been to guarantee the continuity of life, which is the decent survival of the human beings.

Another important point is, that human life only exists through individuals.

Ever since I read “The Eternal Smile” by Pär Lagerkvist for the first time, I have been very fascinated by the scene, where the large crowds of dead people after a long walk, where they separately ponder on their doings while alive and on life in general, meet an old meek, bowed man, sawing firewood. The old man is God, and his quiet answer to their questions and demands about life is: “I just did it as well as I could!”  

It is of course only a metaphor, but a beautiful one, just like history is full of metaphors describing God or the deity ...

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