Myth

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Do you believe that I am writing this about 1:30 AM? If so then you know that I am drunk as a skunk. You must be wondering about my ability to cogitate. You must be somewhat suspicious concerning my ability to reason from A to B. I love that about you! I have no doubt whatsoever that you love that about me too!

This 'evaluation' is an emotional idea which presents itself inevitably: We are a suspicious folk! We distrust each other. Why? That is the question. The answer resides in our emotional brain. The answer resides in the inevitable conclusion that your God is bogus, whereas our glorious God is really Real!

As I watch you IDIOTS wondering about current existential questions I giggle.

I know that your God is Myth.