They sell, in the name of God, and thus, I disbelieved. The inability to reach God grew each time I tried, as if the ladders were shorter but close, as if the shutters were closed on all doors. Through life, I eventually did find God. Not in between a lake or surrounded by food, flowers, and money, but in solitude, away from people and tradition, just as one idol in a carved wall. Ostracised from community and worship, I found spirituality within.