I fear the religious who would seek to enslave me with their free thinking. I was part of a Folk Club once that was taken over by a bunch of Friends - got a bit weird after that. Became an extension of their little gang - as the rest of us weren't a gang at all, we just got together to sing so we wouldn't have to talk to each other. The occasional religious nutter is easily accomodated (most folk clubs have one) and I tend to indulge their passions. One chap was having a serious crisis of the faith until I told him about the Noah's Ark drogue stones. And another, many moons ago, complained how the pop charts were full of meaningless nonesense, citing the latest Boney M hit as an example. Of course he had no idea they were singing a Psalm, and when I showed him the relevant passage in his Bible he was made up and sang it at every available opportunity thereafter. I invariably warm to quirky outsiders, just the organised gangs I live in dread of. The individual is very often at odds with the world for best & worst of reasons; the gang, on the other hand, would have you burned at the stake if given half a chance.
Hell only exists in the hearts of believers; if there is no hell (which I can assure you there most certainly isn't) then what need of we of God or religion?
Someone posted this earlier on Facebook, worth a look: