I'm only 18 years old, but at a younger age I was thrown aside in social life. I went from being the kid who talked to the kid who listened. I went from being the person who acted to he kid who observed. It was after several years of observing and analyzing the humans in my social environment that I realized that the existence of a god was simply not true. But also I realized that in order to disprove this god I would need the sophisticated and objective evidence that so many crave. Unfortunately, using the adjectives and verbs of my vocabulary is not enough to describe the very thoughts that my brain has processed in order to come to the conclusion that God does not exist. Over time though, I realized that I didn't need to disprove his existence; he simply didn't exist. It disappoints me (but mostly angers me) to see the amount of human being who poison themselves with the delusion of a god, simply because they cannot accept (or comprehend) the truths of this universe. I understand how the belief in a god goes down to the depths of psychology and the cognitive mind, I understand that people who work very pointless and repetitive jobs need a reason to get up every morning, I understand that people who miss their loved ones need assurance that they'll meet again, I understand that people need something to make them sleep at night. I understand the thirst of the human mind and it's quest for the truth. Unfortunately, people choose the truth that brings them comfort, not the truth that is necessarily real. I just wish people would give up all this religious non-sense and maybe there would be peace in this world.