Sanctified by the flick of a switch

Religion? Nope, don’t need it. For all it takes is a flick of the switch and my engine, my heart, ru-ru-rumbles to new life. By the rush of wind, I am baptized; by the driving rain, I am cleansed. I smile. At the hands of nature, I am born again. Ohhhh, and I ride. Each and every day. It’s not complicated. Religion: It’s all the same; only the names have changed.

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