How shameful. 

But how can you fault a foolish christian for believing it.

I wish I could pretend that my life was important and special to a supreme being.

It would be nice.

It would be... magical.

But unfortunately, nothing is special.

We aren't any more special that a sponge.

Or a hydrogen atom.

Or a meteor collision with titan.

Or the crab nebulae.

Or a cubic foot of material 7,462 meters below a spot about a mile southwest of mount hood.

Everything is just baryons, and hadrons, and gluons (maybe), and the rest of that big family of very tiny bosons.

Big deal.

But if you want your life to be special, believe that there is something real that has ultimate authority and makes it special.

But that's stupid the same way that some people (still) believed that the world was flat objectively.

Stupid fuckers.

I hate life.

It's meaningless.

No, really.

Anyone who believes life has objective value can reply and futily attempt to argue.

It will be embarrassingly easy to destroy your belief system of value.

Noone is important.

Nothing is special.

I'd like to say that we are all wasting each other's time, but there is no such thing as waste in an objective sense.

You people that feel good about your life.  Congratulations.  You have chemical interactions in your brain that are rewarding you for breathing.

Everybody else... don't waste the air.  (yes, you should reference the above)

People are imperfect. (No such thing as perfect)

People are machines designed to create more machines.

There is no god.  (Don't bother arguing, you'll only make a fool of yourself.  But it's whatever)

For those of you, who, like me find life not actually worth living, enjoy it or die.