Rules: either  Make claims that are steeped in a bizarre personal reality that you never describe but others try to explore AND  do this with conspicuous attempts at alliteration and onomatopoeia for purely literary reasons, OR failing that  just chat about "personal realities".
Everybody sees the world from their own unique perspective. These are some odd twist of fate that shaped my personal reality. My father, a devote atheist grew up in a Quaker family in a period of history that made that a central theme. His father, a conscientious objector in the first world war became disabled with chlorine emphysema after doing ambulance work. My father's older brother was imprisoned in the second war before doing electrical work down the mines of South Wales. My father was the youngest and by the time his national service came around the first footage of concentration camps came out. He rejected the idea that you should always refuse to fight and did his service in North Africa. I think that must have informed the certainty of his rejection of religion and of signing up blindly to belief systems although I suspect he would say he was an atheist for other reasons attributing it to being a firm believer in logical argument.
So if you are brought up by a devote atheist who is certain he is right you just hear of the absurdity of religious belief if the subject comes up and you have no personal connection to it. It looks like a collection of odd stories perhaps put together by people who want to pass on discussion of morality and spiritual issues through metaphor and the accessible medium of story telling, but then maybe people need a valid way of doing that?
All the certainty made me value uncertainty and avoiding believing something just because you define yourself as a member of a group with common beliefs but the paradox is that atheism is one such thing. I like the ideas from Buddhism that are woven into Dialectical Behaviour Therapy but again the paradox is that if you actually define yourself as a Buddhist you are not really following the message. Xen Buddhism says that for every thesis you can construct antithesis, but to move closer to truth you must find the middle ground between the two, but the middle ground is now a thesis to which there is antithesis so perhaps it is accepting the implied infinite journey that never arrives at truth and certainty that is the common thread of reality? So is my reality a belief in nothing or a belief in something? If you stopped reading this through boredom some time ago you were probably wise but you never got to read of your wisdom from me!