Bill Ockham was a good bloke but, honestly, what would a barber know about creation? If I believed everything I'd be told by garrulous barbers I'd still be living in outer darkness. Nay, Tink, I bring you words of wisdom and you fail to grasp their import. All true believers would join with me in declaring, "There is no god but the Flying Spaghetti Monster, and Marco Polo was his prophet." (Or, considering the money being made from the spread of Italian restaurants, perhaps that should be spelt "profit".)
I'm sure Ted Cruz would approve of your thoughts about Texas. Sheridan was a Yankee anyway. Hailed from Albany.
We Pastafarians aren't big on heresy and, I'm pleased to say, that the FSM is not a jealous god (you're confusing him with Jehovah who tends to send floods and plagues when he gets stroppy). We don't mind borrowing from the mythology of lesser religions.