Dear,
The Atheist Church

Why do you want religion without Christ? I think you display something poignant, that many people go to church for the wrong reasons. Maybe you are just a manifestation of that trend in culture, of people wanting worship without a diety. People want the benefits of kneeling and standing, and sitting and standing, and singing bad songs, and the hysteria of rolling around on the church floor babbling in a made up language. Frankly, it offends so many Christians that you are doing this, but you only can do it because so many churches are doing the same thing.

It's interesting to me how you want the most boring aspects of Church. Personally, as a child I found it boring, I still can't bring myself to go to that kind of a gathering. Church to me is sitting with a friend discussing Jesus. I feel that is more like church than any process I'd ever went to. I don't get socialized at Church, I feel rather empty when I go. Except for one thing, which is the very thing you take out of it.

If it weren't for Christ, I wouldn't even dream of going to church. If it weren't for the connection I had with God, and the overwhelming sense of peace I receive by communing with Him, the prayer, the two way discussion... I wouldn't see any reason to go. Sermons are pretty boring, and if it weren't for the direct communication with God, strengthening my heart, I wouldn't even listen to them. 

Church is boring. Why do you need to do it? Why do you remove the only part of it that makes sense? Sitting around talking about morality isn't going to fix the problems in your heart. Only having God point to the flaws, and then empowering you to uphold the moral laws, that's the only benefit I can see from moral teaching. A friend of mine said Gandhi used his authority to elicit oral sex from his followers, so obviously there is no follow through with moral teachings without God to help empower you to follow them.

Which leads me to the question, "Why?" Many Christians are asking it. Why would you want the ceremony of church, when you could just get together and have a barbeque every week? Often, I've thought Church would be better if that's what it was. Why do you feel the need to sit down for long hours, listen to boring lectures, sing mildly annoying songs and get up and sit down four to five times? Why raise your hands and get tingles? Why? Experientially, why would you do it?

Unless God were connected to those events, making even the worst melodies something soul cleansing, why would you even do it? Are you experiencing community? Why not just join rotary club? Why not just join an Atheist club? Why form it like a church?

Just some questions, as I abhor going to church. It's one of my dirty little secrets. If for the hordes of superficial relationships I'll make, where I know people by name but know nothing else about them, or the bad songs and redundant lecturers, I don't understand why you'd want to recreate that, and just remove God from it. For me, God's the only reason I would enjoy it.

My Jorgia.
Dante's Beatrice.
Chateaubriand's Amélie.

Oh, the rich in hell who have lived idle 
Lives shall be trodden down by those wrathful 
Men who by pride burden everyone with 
Their covetousness. For riches they rage
And are not satisfied, and these will be
The punishment upon those idle rich
Who have lived luxuriously on Earth
With the fat income gained by usury.
Under the swamp will those Idle men die;
And the wrathful rich trample them by covetousness.

If a man leaned over a rail
And I, by pushing him, could derail a train;
Physically, what is this man's body
That mine is not?
If there were five men on the track
And I could save them 
By having a body placed on the track
I would jump off the rail
And sacrifice myself
For the five men's safety.

If I could not save them
By sacrificing myself
I would scream my loudest
To warn them,
And implore them to move.
If I were tied up,
Bound, and must have
Pushed the man to save them
Then it was the man who bound me
Who caused these people's death;
For surely, I could call out to them
With all my voice,
And therefore warn them
Of the catastrophe that came.
I would not push the man.

For Christ says,
If a trumpeter in a city
Sees the army coming
And does not sound the alarm
It is both the city and he
Who are in peril.
Yet, if he sounds the trumpet
He does his noble duty
And the men are warned that the war comes
To the city's battlements
And those who are afraid
Could flee to the surrounding countryside.

If a train were speeding down the tracks
Towards five people, and on a divergent
Track, there were only one;
So to save the five people
I had to murder the one,
I would not.

There is no conceivable time
When such a situation would occur.
Trains have horns,
I can scream,
I can wave and make a fuss.

What I would do, is scream and yell
And try to warn the men on the tracks.
How did they get there?
Obviously they were trespassing,
And if I pulled the lever
I would certainly be diverting the train down
Another path, and I'd be responsible for the
Man's murder who walked upon it.

No, I would do everything in my power
To cry out in the wilderness
That the train came,
And the foolish boys on the track
Would be there by their own negligence.
Therefore, I would have given my entire breath
To call out to them;
Yet if they be deaf to the Word,
There'd be nothing I could do,
And they would die.
Though, I would not become a murderer
For I am not going to play God.

Dear,
Whoever

I have it in my heart to forgive you. I looked at the Chrome Developer Tool. I had 777 errors and sixty-four warnings on my post "In Pursuit of Christ." I've suspected there's been someone hacking me for a while. 

Why are you hacking me? Just outright, why are you hindering my progress? Is it a war? Is it that I'm dangerous? is it that you want to discourage me from writing? I have to write. If I weren't writing my blog, I'd be writing my books. If not my books, I'd be handwriting---and I have dysgraphia, which makes it hard for me to write.

I'm just curious as to what motivates you to try and stop me from speaking? Just out of curiosity. I'm not going to save the world. I have no power, except let me save a few people while I'm at it. I'd like to see my stats. This is not a prayer to you; you'll do whatever you damn well please. But, if you're so afraid of my blog, it might be because I'm persuasive, and if I'm persuasive, it means that I'm probably speaking truths which are even stronger than yours.

The idea has come. You can't stop it. Postmodernism is dead. And it needs to die. It needs to be relegated to its proper place, as a tool. I've seen writers write perfect Postmodern analyses. But, as it amounts to, there is truth and words can be interpreted correctly. I've already proven it.

It's either this thought revolution happens, or I don't even want to think of the alternative. The fact is you're wrong, and if you have to suppress my blog, then there's most likely a reason for it, and that's the fact that you haven't the Reasoning Capabilities to defend your position.

Fighting against math is the ultimate example of your problem. Math works, and It has real world applications that prove themselves true in geometry, architecture and engineering. You try to deny these facts to suit a political agenda. The fact is, an idea is only as good as its real world application. And yours---if it isn't already creating it---will create mass amounts of suffering. Simply because it's not true.

I don't know who's hacking me. Be it Government or Antifa, the fact remains that both sides of that spectrum have serious flaws, and those flaws are going to detriment the very good quality of life we've experienced for several centuries. If the goal is to create suffering on Earth, then you're both working very hard to produce it. Because your theories are not based in reality.

Saying a man can be a woman, it's denying the simple math of 1 + 1 = 2. And yet you call that racist, when in fact denying such a thing is only making yourselves a blind Pharisee walking through the streets of Jerusalem with your hands covered over your eyes. Your sanctimony is as bad as the Sadducees who wanted the artifice of religious ceremony, but no belief in God. It's a combination of both of those, rejecting the truths.

Such facts remain that contracts are drawn out for a reason. And the letters on those contracts, if taken by the letter, can sometimes overrule the safeguards the contracts were meant to keep. Is that justice? Is that not the thing you fight against?  Yet you want seventy-five different genders and to call women "Birthing People", which seems as artificial as the cellophane you hate, which pollutes our oceans and streams.

I don't know who you are, but I can guess. And you're the problem. You need to be told that, as shutting down my blog is preventing me from ever gaining what I need in life. My family thinks I'm a joke, yet it seems like---if I'm interpreting the math right---that I'm getting thousands of views on my blog, and scores of likes. Which is a successful blog, and you've hindered it. That is wrong. I don't stomp on the things you build out of jealousy or anger. Why do you knock over my things, and cause me to despair?

The truth is not 
Subjective.

When I hear pastors lie
Saying Homosexuals have had
On average five hundred Sexual Partners
Or when I hear that they are pedophiles
Or when I hear that they spread AIDs
I feel like we are losing as Christians.

I believe homosexuals will
In the future have monogamous marriages;
I believe many Heterosexuals have
Had more than five hundred sexual partners;
To be honest, divorce and serial monogamy
Infuriate me as much as Homosexuality.

Why aren't the preachers preaching against casual sex
In all its indiscriminant forms?
Why aren't they infuriated, and preach scathing sermons against divorce
Which harms more people than any homosexual ever could?
Why don't they recognize that almost all men and women
Have had thirteen to fourteen sexual partners in their lives
Homosexual or not?

It seems like we choose this one sin.
And I hate it as much as any pastor.
I say it's a sin---an abomination---
It's as bad as catamism or paramourism.
The whole culture is selfish
Beyond the point of control.
I've seen studies that say
Almost all our youths are one hundred
Points higher than Hitler in their sociopathic trends.
It's because of our idolizing sex.
It's because we all want sex for the wrong reasons;
We are all animals, and not seeking love.

And I'll preach a sermon against Homosexuality;
But I won't lie about them.
I don't believe the average homosexual has had five hundred partners.
That's impossible by all standards.
I don't believe they spread AIDs any more than Heterosexuals.
I don't believe they are more disposed toward attractions to minors
Than anyone else.

But, it is a sin and it isn't conducive to love.
Because it's completely selfish
And is leading toward a culture cut off
And maligned by wickedness.
For, I see it.
Histrionic Personality Disorder contains three percent of individuals.
Borderline Personality Disorder contains another three percent of individuals.
Sociopathy and Psychopathy cointains one percent of the population.
That's seven percent of individuals you meet on the street
Who have dangerous disorders.

And certainly, the antisocial tendencies of youths is extraordinarily high;
The average Generation Z individual in college is one hundred points higher
In their antisocial tendencies than Hitler was.
And the reason for this is our indiscriminate attitude toward sex;
For sex is a sacred thing, which builds love.
And Homosexuality, along with a laundry list of many other behaviors
Are the cause of this.
For the kids don't know love,
And as Plato found in the Symposium
There is a direct causal link between a Healthy Romance
And the very form of Love;
Which, if you ask that generation, they cannot know.
They cannot know love, period.
They don't know what love is
And it's confused, and they are antithetical to love
Scorning all things which are good and pure.
In fact, they hate purity, so that even some Homosexuals are seeing it.
The whole culture has flung off the handlebars
And traipsed into a dangerous hatred and self conceit.
And while I don't believe homosexuals necessarily have to be so promiscuous
What they do is not love... not according to the form of love
Which our last generation has absolutely know idea exists.

The modern lie is that literature is subjective.
It is not.
Some literature can be.
But, almost all literature
Has an objective interpretation.
If it didn't, then why even write it?
The problem is a reader
Isn't trained to find the meaning.

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.