I would that you were my friend, that I might call you such in truth in sincerity.
Allow me to demonstrate with this parting gift:
What I present to you is good, yet you call it evil.
What you present to me is evil, yet you call it good.
Here it is; fire from heaven:
You bear at present the mark of the beast, on your forehead; in your mind.
You work the works of disobedience, from your heart; it's on your hands.
The truth is before you and here is your chance, the prayer that might open your eyes if prayed in truth and sincerity:
"You Are I Am! I believe You sent Jesus Christ, Your Son! Have mercy! Forgive me! Help me understand!"
His is the name you call for salvation from your own hell.
I cursed your god to the face it would have were it real, the threat of hell did not scare me for the injustice it represents. I was ready to face your god upon death and have it explain "triune" when I was yelling and cursing at it for my disgust of it's ways from the depths of my heart.
Only I Am saved me, and He did so through the Gospel of His Son, Jesus Christ.