Dear Santa:
I wish people would become better thinkers and more profound dreamers
in their quest to acknowledging the fact that you do not exist.
It sickens me to think that they need the idea of you in order to give anything at all. It sickens me to think that they completely substitute my Father with the image of the nice old man who brings them useless crap. They never did this for God, but they are doing it for you. When it comes to my Father, it's always the "God never gives, God only takes, God doesn't care, God doesn't show up, God doesn't listen, God doesn't fulfill, people are dying and it's God's fault, people are starving and it's God's fault".
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