Belief is a dangerous thing, given the tendency of the human mind to justify itself even in the heights of folly. Belief closes the mind, blinds the eyes and dulls the senses. Belief is an opiate that makes an unbearable life feel like a dream. Belief is a liquor-fuelled weekend bash, lubricating the social wheels while putting you clearly in your place at the bottom of the pack. Belief is a stimulant to push you to do what society tells you has to be done, even when your heart isn’t in the task. Belief is a designer-pharmaceutical prescribed by psychiatrist-priests to numb the crisis-of-self inflicted on the individual by the zeitgeist god of the west—the curse of the vampire. Belief is an intoxicating disease that corrupts the mind and the body, corrupting your humanity until you become like the plague-rats that thrive, breed, and infect with impunity while their servants burn witches and slaughter cats, the only ones that know the truth and can root out the disease at the source.
Belief is so pervasive and toxic that it can even affect the non-believer, who comes to believe in non-belief. Look at the rabid dogmatism of Militant Atheism, the greatest in a long list of farces and fallacies that is the tradition of western thought.