Or Islam, Judaism, Hinduism or any other major religion.

But no, suddenly I am the maniac for believing that – in reality – we are pink elephants, hopping on the moon and imagining life as we believe it to be true. No one can prove I am wrong. But uh oh, sky grandpa mad.

(/s I don’t believe anything. Just making a sarcastic point.)

Here is a nice visualisation of the logical paradox:

Wicca (English: /ˈwɪkə/), also known as “The Craft”,[1] is a modern pagan, syncretic, earth-centered religion.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wicca

Isn’t the firey interpretation popularized by Dante’s Inferno?

Fear of the unforknowable.

Thank you for pointing it out.

Ok boomer.