God was only something that stood in my way of getting what I wanted, not someone I wanted to get to know and make Him pleased with me for serving Him and truly becoming all HE has planned for me to become during my lifetime. Let those religious freaks seek you. Those weak willed brainless zombies who need a crutch-let them get on their knees and cry and wail to you. Real men don't do those things. Real men go for the gusto.
Real ladies please their man and themselves.
That was my attitude about God. In 1972 my wife and I and our two sons moved back to California. I began to fade out of pornography, focusing my attention on selling drugs. There was more money in that. Of course, I continued to use drugs myself as well.