Mentioned this to D.J. Kirkbride earlier but I tend to, every few years, spend a few days reading the Bible. Now there are a few things to keep in mind here:
1 – I went to a Catholic school from grades 1-8.
2 – I am in no way Catholic / Christian / etc. It just ain’t my bag. At all.
I’ve also read bit of a translated Koran (not like reading a bible in English ain’t a translation, of course), bunches of Buddhist stuff, most of Dianetics… I like reading religious texts, I guess. It’s funny when I was a kid I went to my father and said I wasn’t sure this religion stuff worked for me. I just wasn’t feeling it but wasn’t sure at all. And he took me to a shelf (more shelves of books than you can imagine where I grew up) and said “Well, read these and find one that does if you want.”
So I did. All sorts of mythologies and stuff just crammed into my brain. And I still do.
But somehow the Bible thing strikes me as almost odd. And I don’t know why. I have nothing against Catholics in general (the Church itself I have issues with but that’s a different thing), and yet it always makes me feel like… I’m cheating, maybe.
Also Bibles are fantastic bits of work. They’re often just pretty. The two I have (a study Bible and a non) aren’t really pretty at all, but they can be. I like pretty books.
I guess I’m also fascinated by religions, in general and mythologies in a larger scale. But yeah. Bible time. Still strikes my brain as odd. Just one of those things, I guess.