Funny how this article applies every bit as well to non-Christian as to Christian religion. I look back at my own spiritual development thus:
1) As a teenager, and I look back on this and laugh, I was like some kind of cross between David Koresh and L. Ron Hubbard. I wanted my own cult, reality (or sanity) be damned. I blame the drugs.
2) Of course, being a teenager there's never a shortage of naive idiots willing to follow a drug-addled cult leader. The cult mythos morphed into some kind of more violent take on traditional Amerind paganism, with a belief in hell right out of Dante's playbook and a view of virtue right out of an extremist Muslim terrorist's view of a harem of virgins (with it came a virgin fetishism I never quite shook, to the point where I ultimately married a girl for whom I was her only partner. Thankfully that turned out OK!)
3) I'll take the Richard Dawkins/Penn&Teller/Christopher Hitchens with extra cheese, please. Thankfully Ayn Rand and Nietzsche were terrible reads, otherwise I might've been locked in here.
4) I'll sum it up thus: Be moral, honor the gods, honor the self, and honor the community. I even caught myself praying...and it didn't bother me a bit. As a polytheist, I tend to take the viewpoint that the Romans, Greeks, and Norse were on the right track and I still inherently distrust monotheists, but the spirit and the piety live anew, which has led to a much greater sense of something beyond myself in the universe.