8 years ago, on this day, the turning point of my life happened, a kafkaesque ordeal that taught me what freedom means, and how everyone takes it for granted. I realised that not only was I physically detained in an obscure place waiting for some unknown fate to be decided by unseen judges, but I... Continue Reading →
"As a love of truth is the only motive which actuates the Author of this little tract, he earnestly entreats that those of his readers who may discover any deficiency in his reasoning, or may be in possession of proofs which his mind could never obtain, would offer them, together with their objections to the Public, as briefly, as methodically, as plainly as he has taken the liberty of doing." — Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Necessity of Atheism
Decent atheist 