He pushes the door hard. It opens and bangs against the wall. The room is dark and silent, quite the opposite of the chaos outside. The storm is clear to see if you walk out the door, into the night. Snow falls hard, with a vengeance, trying to bury you under its silent white fury. The wind is a little less silent. You’d be lucky to be able to hear yourself screaming for help on a night like this, while you hold on to your clothes, hold on to anything to prevent flying away with the wind. Or maybe hold on to your sanity, while you wonder why the Gods have sent this tempest down. Where is this storm? I see it… I see it now. Do you see it?! DO YOU SEE IT?! LOOK NOW! THE SUN IS GONE, NEVER TO RISE AGAIN… are we going to never see the sun again? COME BACK!

And yet, he stands at the doorway. The white light behind him blurring the edges of his silhouette, giving him an errie look, while he stands panting… maybe waiting for his breath to catch up with him… maybe waiting for sanity to catch up with him. But the time for sanity is gone. Now everything is different. Everything must go. Everyone must die… death does not discriminate.

Eyes red… hands shaking… heart pumping… fist rearing… ears ringing… FUCK IT! STOP! STOP IT!

NO!……. what? who are you? Where are you? Where are you in my head?

He walks into the room, not conscious of what he’s doing… A mirror in the corner… there’s a mirror in the corner… I know there’s a mirror in the corner here… I know it’s a mirror… I know… when I turn on the light and look into it, I’ll see a monster… mirror.

___!!!___ says (8.24pm):
Hey, how’ve you been?!?!

@~@~@~@~ says (8.25pm):
hi! lng tym!

___!!!___ says (8.25pm):
Yeah… how’ve you been?

@~@~@~@~ says (8.27pm):
been gud. wot abt u?

___!!!___ says (8.27pm):
I’ve been fine…

___!!!___ says (8.29pm):
What else is up?

___!!!___ says (8.33pm):
Hey, listen… there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you…

@~@~@~@~ says (8.33pm):
hey lsn. i g2g nw… sorryyyyyy

___!!!___ says (8.33pm)
I really missed you… I mean… I think we should meet up or something…
oh ok then… catch you later… bye

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I really missed you… I mean… I think we should meet up or something…
oh ok then… catch you later… bye

Case 1:
An activist atheist. Takes part in protests against celebrating Christmas in school, without celebrating Hanukkah. Criticizes everyone who believes in God. Actively posts in online forums belittling and ridiculing theists. Actively scours the internet, reads books, has intense discussions with like-minded people to figure out why religion is bad for humanity. Convinces everyone he/she can that atheism is the only way to appreciate this world without discrimination. Won’t mingle with someone who is known to be deeply religious. Capable of anything when angry.

Case 2:
A deeply religious person (assume a Christian). Preaches love (in the name of God). Genuinely wants the best for everyone. Wouldn’t use bad language, but wouldn’t admonish those who do (except at times, maybe). Is genuinely interested in the general welfare of the people around him/her. Promotes happiness. Would mingle with everyone. Lives a life of discipline, trying to follow the basic good tenets/teachings of that particular religion. Is warm, generally fun to be around and caring. Doesn’t generally get very angry or do stupid things out of anger which one would regret later.

Yes, I know that not all atheists are like that, and not all theists are like that. That wasn’t the point I am trying to make. The point I am trying to make is: Fuck stereotypes. Embrace the concept of Individuality. My religion isn’t a monster. Your lack of belief in one isn’t either. If there is a monster, it’s you …or me – the person.