Athiests of the world...Unite?

My grey matter has been plucked from the now emptying cavern that once was my skull, my aching neck supports only a hollow chalice of nothingness; indeed my brain has been steadily picked at, my nasal cavity has been drilled and through my now senseless nose has leaked a mixture of intellectual seepage and blood. The cause of this? Not some sickly disease I am unfortunate enough to suffer from nor is it my experimenting with my collection of replica Ancient Egyptian antiquities used for the sole purpose of mummification, nay, nothing of our mortal worldly realm could cause such magnitude of unending agony, the culprit…the magical man in the sky (Alias’: Yahweh, Allah…God)

How intellectual, often well rounded people end up being consumed by the dogmatic excrement that spawns from the feeble mouths of religious zealots confounds me. Being brought up a so called Christian I attended Sunday school as an infant, a Christian youth organization as a child and teenager and thoroughly basked in the glorious light of the lord across the expanse of my first sixteen years on this earth, for only when I hurtled towards adulthood did I come to the realization my short years on this earth the events preceding had been little but an exercise in indoctrination. Now don’t get me wrong my level of indoctrination was nowhere near the extreme that some in their youth endured, for most sane people are aware of circumstances in which impressionable children are force fed a sickly mixture of pulped holy book and blood red wine. It is the sinister, less obvious and often overlooked techniques organized religion uses to help us in our eternal battle to redeem our stained souls. Daily prayers in primary school anyone? The nativity play (regardless of how pc it gets), these are to name but a few… of the only things my now pitiful brain can remember.

Worship in what can be coined the 'magical man in the sky' rather than gratifying those numerous theists which invade my personal space with acceptance of the unfortunate omnipotence of the word ‘god’ is simply an exercise in the futility of how impressionable these mass of sheep in the shepherds flock truly are...all in a fickle attempt to understand or find alternate meaning around humanities fear of death, we need to face the fact that we get one life and we should live it to fullest rather than wasting it with doting allegiance to a mythical being.

But as I said my skull is but a shell of what once contained a relatively capable brain…all because of this argument I am confronted by each time I get into religion with one of the enlightened flock, that my sense of morality stems from my indoctrination as a Christian… and as often a cohesive an argument I put to these god types around the fact my morals stem instead from the wonderfully perfect society in which I live, their response remains firm and persistent that the word and doctrine of the magical man in the sky has shaped this society and in so my upringing, therefore my moral compass points only to the heaven. I sit here in utter bemusement, organized religion seemingly still permeates almost every crevice of this broken earth and I for one can no longer handle it…someone pass the Kool-Aid.