I WANTED to believe in a gawd.  Simple as that.  I wanted to believe in a "something more."  I didn't want to "grow up."  A little like Peter Pan's world, ya know?

Funny thing is that now that I actually did grow up, I'm a pretty happy camper and my happiness is based upon reality, the way it really is, not the Peter Pan way. 

Now I enjoy fantasy stories as fantasies.  The  bible, the koran, the gita..... all of them are really good fantasy stories full of the very best stuff.  Man comes, man falls, man flounders, man picks himself up, man falls again, god redeems the poor slob and everyone lives happily ever after.  Lots of violence, sex and such in those stories too, so it holds adult's attention.  But, it's Peter Pan, nonetheless.