A conversation about god between an atheist addict, and a penecostal.

A conversation between an addict, and a penecostal:

Penecostal: Life is to short? No, thats just your excuse, your compensation for the mistakes you have committed. You say you arent fulfilled, well start pouring more in your cup. Stop sucking down the cancer sticks, start opening a new door. You say that life is falling apart, and noone is there for you; sob stories will only get you so far in life girl.
Addict: So take off that mask that you keep putting up, everyone can see right through it. Everyone can see that you are weak, everyone can see that you can't even handle the little tasks given. Stop acting like you are tough, like you can do anything through the almighty god. Stop acting like its okay to blame everything on some higher being. Take off that long skirt, cut that long hair, get your nose out of the bible.
Penecostal: So much for you being the big, bad wolf! You have to have an escape from everything in your life, no matter how big or small. Vodka pours off your breath, and I can see your eyes are glossed over, are you really that pathetic? You want to leave, you want to get out, you want a second chance. Here I am, leading my life by that which is the way of God, and here you are polluting my air, wasting a precious gift of life, you take it for granted. You don't deserve to live.
Addict:Then take it away? Oh wait, is that one of your sins? You think you are superior, and that you can walk around here, throwing backward glances, touching peoples foreheads, like your the messiah yourself! You are nothing! You have no meaning in life, the only thing you are doing is proving the point that God is nonexistent. Because if this an 'intelligent' higher power, why in the hell would he be pointing you in the direction, of what do you call it? Oh 'evangelism'. You are fake. The bible is fake, your whole life, all of your morals are based on a false reality, that now you can't escape from. You wish you were me, you wish that you could actually let go, and think for yourself, but you are so controlled by the god behind the pulpit, you can't see past the front pew. Get out of the church, see the world for what it is! This is a sad place, there is no proof of God's hand here.
Penecostal: I can't understand why God would want me to wish for the best for you! Someone so dark, someone so distant from the truth, there is no use in praying for you. You are truly possessed by demons, only God can handle you now. I can only suggest one thing to you, step up to your potential. Because right now all you are is just some pitiful being cursed to walk the earth, and cursing everyone else who has had to encounter your sorry state of existence.
Addict: Go speak your tongues somewhere else, go confess, go feel guilty about every single little human thing that you have done. It is time for you to step out of Plato's cave, can't you see that those shadows on the wall are only cast from us ourselves? That the fake light of the fire is only causing you to have a dim view on that which you are surrounded by? Break the chains, follow the others and step out of the cave, you can see the true light, the truth. Because right now you and I are both just wandering souls. We both crave something more, but what if we both have it wrong?