When I am alone, I am with myself. I am with a god .

I don't need a God who gives what other people already have or what nature provides. I need solitude, I need my own self.

They were so scared of death to an extent of creating God, Jesus and delusional eternity.

The neanderthals were scared of death. Out of there desperate quest for immortality they created God, Jesus and delusional eternity to shield themselves from reality that seemed cruel to them. There is no God.

On, how long religion has been dying? Reflect upon one of humanity's oldest choices; have God or have a dog.

For me, the great slumber and childhood has passed ; and God with it.

If God is real, how comes there is no room for Him in the mind of an intellect?

If God is real; how comes there is no room for Him in the mind of an intellect as in the case of art, music and astronomy?

If God had known the future , he could not have declared what he had created as beautiful. Perhaps he is not all knowing.