Zealot, this letter is addressed to your spirit. Despite all the evidence to the contrary, I’m sure you do have one, somewhere deep-down inside. You seek to enforce God’s will, as given by the Bible. I may be your Devil, but even I will admit that there is sometimes virtue in that. You’re arrogant, just like me, and truly, we understand each other only too well. You may be of the swamp and I of the mountains, but we both breath air that is rare, and it is your rareness that excites me the most.
You want miracles but wish to punish sorcery - but are they not one and the same? In both cases a man has proven his mastery; in both cases a man has taken a leap beyond his fellow man. He should no sooner feel guilty for an act of unholy sorcery than he should take credit for a divine miracle.
Courage before the ideal is not a form of decadence. Rather, the opposite is true. The old ideal (or, in your language, God) has broken many a great man. It’s made countless more ugly and a handful very powerful. I fear you are this third type - it speaks out of your writing.
But should you really harbour so much hate, I bid you remember this: ‘Where one can no longer love, one should pass by’. That’s the greatest wisdom of your greatest enemy. I hope one day it will be yours.