God isn't real.
We're all going to die, and there's nothing....just nothing

There is no mystical force behind the universe, nothing happens unless you make it happen. There are no guardian angels, no words of power, no secret portals to other worlds. The universe is a bland stochastic slate of randomly bouncing balls.

This life is a hell, there is no reason for our existence. We are pointless creatures born into a universe that doesn't care whether we exist at all. You are a programmed machine, governed by your hormones and animal impulses. Your consciousness is an illusion.

This is the horrible truth of the world we live in. This is a truth so horrifying that it gradually gnaws away both mind and body, until you are an empty broken shell of a person who craves the warm embrace of a comfortable lie.

This world is hell. This world is hell. This world is hell, and we need to escape.