Dear Mr. Dawkins
I know you won’t read my letter, but that’s not the point.
Because I love You very very much.
You are for me just like God. We humans, who are the fifth ape, have this very sensation, that we have something more than just ourselves, a supreme being who we could talk to.
Your new book is my next hope. At the same time, incidentally, Mr. Stephen Hawkin has published his memoirs.
We in Finland have this wonderful institution, namely library, where all the good books come. Then I’ll read them.
There is no God. There are only good works. And I’m gonna relish in them.