All across the planet, there is nothing cuter than an atheist. We are the most adorable creatures that walk, crawl, slither, fly or swim on this earth. Loving, curious and playful, there is nothing that compares.
Think of all our distant and close relatives wandering the world; all atheists from the time they are born until the time they are dead. Living in a world of reality. Interacting with all life, they never consider heaven or earth.
Too smart for the fantasy, they know better than us.
"I think I could turn and live with the animals, they're so placid and self contained, I stand and look at them and long. They do not sweat and whine about their condition. They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins. They do not make me sick discussing their duty to god, not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things, not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago, not one is respectable or unhappy over the earth."
Whether tamed or wild, atheists rock. For your perusal, the unarguable and unbearable cuteness of atheists.
Cool little guys that will probably kick your ass when they get older, but not because they disagree with your religion, or lack of it. They will not premeditate messing with you, but if you get in their way; deal with it. Actually they are understandable, and the more knowledge you collect on habits and dangers, the safer you are.
We have billions of atheists on this planet. More numbers than any religion can claim.
Just think about the unwolfable cuteness of wolf pups, or the unrabbitable cuteness of bunnies, or all the other bad word games that I could play. I'll stop, but still, atheists will give you a cuteness overload.
Yeah, bunnies and ducklings, do they look dangerous? For being atheists they should be out raping and killing, but of course in their world, their actions are normal. It is not a sin for them to live, only for theists. As far as I can tell, atheism is the world.
Only a very small percentage of life reveres fairy tales from antiquity. No matter how well the story is told, in the end it is just a story. Real life embraces reality. Possibly triteness incarnate, but it is a fact.
Atheist cats and dogs, birds and fish, snakes and all manner of reptiles. Crawling beetles, marching ants; yep, all atheists.
I like being part of this family. It is the world in its innate form.
What could be better than this? Instead of wasting time with wishful thinking about everlasting life, we have our senses and evolutionary motivations to live. Life is eternal, what else can one know?
Instead of worrying about offending invisible asshats, we revel in the workings of nature. We explore and discover. We give love to beings that deserve it, and those beings are part of our world. And even though we can love life that doesn't love back, we love that reality. Why waste emotional feelings on nothing?
We are, as the rest of nature is, reasonable in our atheism. We are beautiful and we are kind, we are ugly and we are cruel; and we are real.