The Dreamer and the Engineer (The Lovers Part II)

Talking about being various dinosaurs today, someone said they'd be a T-Rex.  I turned to my boyfriend and told him he'd be a Brontosaurus since they no longer exist.
"You know that means our relationship doesn't exist either, right?"
"Eh, I'm used to having imaginary friends." I replied.
"What, like your gods?"

What...what do I do with someone like that?
It's not faith for me...I abandoned Catholicism because it demanded faith.  My gods (yes, all of them, from Diana to Ganesha to the distant ones like Ishtar) have populated my imagination and my emotional life since I was a kid.  One of my favorite quotes from Neil Gaiman goes, "Things need not have happened in order to be true."  Maybe the gods never existed, but their energies, their impulses, the pulses of their own souls (because the gods feed off our love, our worship, our energies we use in devotion to them) are absolutely true because our hearts and our minds MAKE them true.  Of course I believe in the invisible because the invisible has been with me all my life.
But...in that one comment...I feel like I saw it all from his eyes.  Gods are children's things, things that are little and useless and to be outgrown to make way for the progress of science.  Yes, religion is flawed.  Religion is flawed because HUMANS are flawed and we always have been...and while science uses objective methods to create objective results it looks down on those who believe.  Science, to me, while useful, is slowly becoming arrogant and condescending.  It lacks empathy for other peoples' emotional and imaginative experiences.  At least, that's what he seems to be demonstrating.

I'm emotional, so I'll end it here.  I only post this bit because it helps me to sort out my identity and where I stand.
So, yes.
I stand with the gods.  Every single one of them.
I stand on a mountain with their voices rushing up behind me like the wind.  I stand with the people who worshipped them, the people who loved them - then and forever - because it is their combined voices that generate the spiritual song of the universe and demand that we raise our own.  Yes, of course, the servants of the gods are often corrupt and muddle the messages, forwarding their own agendas for power and domination over the demand for love and compassion.  Yet the impulse towards the Divine - that impulse is pure.  It is that pure impulse that gives me hope that we'll get it right and it is that impulse that makes me raise my voice to join the music of the spheres.
Namaste.
Blessed Be.
Amen.