Certainly, I'm not the first person to compare life with a carousel. We've all gone "round and round," circumnavigating the light of reality, as we understand it, in the passing prisms of our lives. We've had our "ups and downs," too. God also rides my carousel. One never rides alone, you know. But God hasn't tamed me yet. I'm a feral theologian. My carousel reflects the life of a man who intended to become a Baptist pastor, only to discover the door to ordination was barred. While searching for freedom of thought, he became an Anglican priest, but found himself entering a deep depression that led to total rejection by his bishop. Alienated twice, what happened after that is the rest of his story In lieu of traditional chapters, I have interjected essays that reveal the influence of religion and theology in my life, and vice-versa. Therein lies an amalgam of convoluted and eccentric thought that, I hope, includes some measurable creativity. With what amounts to theological innovation as my only pitch for consideration, I hope my unorthodoxies will promote thought and reflection on behalf of my readers.