I'm reading "Life After God" by Douglas Coupland right now

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"I was feeling a sense of loss as I heard these people. I felt like Jesus was sex-or rather, I felt like I was from another world where sex did not exist and I arrived on Earth and everyone talked about how good sex felt, and showed me their pornography and built their lives around sex, and yet I was forever cut off from the true sexual experience. I did not deny that the existence of Jesus was real to these people-it was merely that I was cut off from their experience in a way that was never connectable."

This is a real succinct way of describing my own feelings toward religion.