When it's hot in summer and late spring, and the skies are grey with low, dense clouds, that's the gods' time, the time when they're relentless, the time they talk to us about wars.
Polytheism is way more real than Christianity or Islam because it reveals man's dependence on the elements.
You crafted love by inventing a superior loving god, nothing more, but your god doesn’t exist. My gods are warriors, and only I know their plans.
Yes, they created a false god to say he loves them and especially to become the rightful owners of everything, because what humans care about is profiting, is being entitled to happiness.
From these entitled ones, when I do good they say: we don't care, or we can do without you, or it's not you who did it, it's someone else, but when I do wrong, they're right there ready to throw stones at me.
It's the character that stems from this 'tyranny of rights'.