Dear, Mr. Atheist

Dear, 
Mr. Atheist

When I see your channel, I imagine DNA manipulating technologies that can make a male a female. I think of Quantum Computers opening portals to other dimensions. I think of Time Travel. I think of grotesque acts only depicted in Hieronymus Bosch's the Garden of Earthly Delights. The absurdity of my invention, Jotunheim which I had the displeasure of visiting in my dreams... Where absurdity after absurdity was witnessed. 

I would say, if it were possible to have a penis for a nose, you'd probably heartily approve. 

To which, every reason not to be an atheist is demonstrated heartily by what you accept as normal. And I'll be one hundred percent frank with you, I might have been an atheist, if people like you didn't display the grossest forms of human corruption in the things you tolerate.

Everything you believe is like that DNA computer I was just looking at. An abomination, a corruption, a bleeding, cancerous sore on the body which weeps and foretells of hailstones and painful darkness. I will be happy when God shows you the truth. I'll be there, sitting next to him because I had seen firsthand the truth. And when you see what I saw, you'll be flush as I am embarrassed for you right now.

I see morals exist. I see good exists. I see evil exists, and it's demonstrated by your very lack of them. Modesty might be culturally dictated, but it exists for a very good reason. Because as I sit next to attractive women, I cannot help but be attracted to them. To which, they present an ever present danger to me. Do they not? Because of people like you, beauty is dangerous, that even looking at someone beautiful can enrage their ire, and so have real world consequences. Which, you're too much a fool to admit.

I call you a fool. Because you are one. And I hope this letter shows you why your mentality puts all in present danger.