Religious nuts of the world, unite! I too will fly my kite. Let us set up a meet between your imaginary pal in the sky with my friend up there nowhere, Mr. NOT. We will let them slug it out. Whoever survives, will be our GOD! Long live the brotherhood of the nuts and naught!

Frankly, and factually - people are just screwed up. Am I? Perhaps as much as you, more or less. But not that much as religious nuts. Thank God, I am just nuts.

Just like you silly bums, I have a personal sky god. I bow to him, as you do to your airy-fairy sod. He prefers I call him Mr. NOT.

I've nothing against people. Just a***oles. But then, most people are.

Believe you me, I am all for you; and wish you well - for you to go to hell.

Believe you me, I love all - just not people.

I do not want to sound cynical or condescending, but your lips are moving, your mind unbending.