I no longer have to worry about metaphysical punishment. Nor do I have to worry about metaphysical nihilism. Am I becoming religious. Yes, but not in a flesh-denying way. I agree with Rabelais that it is more important to be a good fellow and a good drinking buddy than it is to be pious and devout. That's religion. Religion of the spirit and flesh. Both easily reconciled. In other words, one can be extremely religious without giving in to any dogma at all. And one can be religious while still loving to fight and fuck. My own antinomianism.