I fantasize.

I fantasize and I am happy. I fantasize I go to prison convicted for wicked crimes and I rehabilitate all the prisoners. I really want to go to Wandsworth prison in London, or Brixton prison. I want to fabricate a lie and make all the people in prison believe I am a dangerous criminal, when in reality I am a psychologist, recovering addict and rational thinker trying to rehabilitate prisoners. To rehabilitate prisoners everyone has to understand God exists, the rest is secondary. The lie has to be done well, with all the papers or documents falsified properly, people have to believe I am really a criminal. I am confident I can rehabilitate all the prisoners in the world. I have great ideas to rehabilitate prisoners but I am afraid people are not going to like my ideas. Humanity are pretending. Who designed prisons and who approved the design? Did anyone realize the cells in prisons are ridiculously tiny and uncomfortable? Prisons are to keep dangerous criminals away from society to protect society. Prisons are not to hurt prisoners. Do you have a son or daughter in prison? I want to give you hope and let you know I am doing everything I can with what I got to help you. To not waste this loving poem I say atheism is a logical fallacy that assumes God is the religious idea of the creator of the creation to conclude wrongly no creator exists because a particular idea of God doesn’t exist. Thank you.