Do I believe in God? No. I don’t believe in God. Belief is for people who need training wheels. I see God when the light of consciousness shines through my eyes and meets yours. That’s not faith—it’s physics. You see me. I see you. No sermon required. I feel God in the Spirit—this breath we all share. You suck it in, you blow it out, you live another day. Argue about doctrine all you want—hold your breath for three minutes and let’s see how much your “belief” helps you then. I hear God in the Word. Every spoken sentence creates reality—marriages, wars, apologies, lies, art. That’s creation in motion, not some dusty verse you parrot to win arguments. So when people ask if I “believe,” I laugh. Belief is cheap. Anybody can join a club, wave a book, and say “I believe.” But experience? That costs something. That burns. That changes you. I don’t believe in God. I experience God—raw, direct, holy. And that’s something belief can never touch. 🔥💨👀💬 #NoBelief #OnlyExperience #SavageTruth