God's not a woman, he's a bitch.

Nothing about it is beautiful. God separated the waters from the firmament and confounded our tongues, prostrating our humanity before the indifferent godhead. Evil exists and it is indivisible. Its sinewy essence is inarticulate, making its living in ambiguity and through the hands of poetic charlatans. It excites the lazy mind and tailors well-rehearsed lies to fit any insecurity. The singularity of its breath makes it easy to recognize once one becomes accustomed to the stench. It loves to make unsupported claims about our existence and the celestial bodies. It embroiders art, math, and the sciences with its polysemousness. Objectivity is a human invention and the most remarkable one so far. Lucidity and Reason are at war with relativism, and it is a dubious battle.