My Atheism

When I was a teen-ager, my atheism was attributed to youthful immaturity. When I got to be a man, my atheism was attributed to being frustrated of daily routine and bitterness of failure. When I got to be older, my atheism was attributed to being lonely, disillusioned, and unloved. In fact, down thru the years, my atheism was attributed to my being a mentally sick person. Really, a laughable attempt to evade the question of the proofs of God's existence. There are none as yet found. Otherwise, if God's existence were real, what is even more real is that God has not ceased hiding away from us atheists, specially from an atheist like me. Poch Suzara