I've deconstructed theological "logic" to the point of boredom.

I can't say as a secular thinker that I'm anything like "open-minded" to religion. I used to describe myself as agnostic, but that is a mere stop along a road to the truth of anti-theism.

And that road absolutely has a "wrong" direction. At this point, there is zero chance of anyone converting me. No-one has ever said a word to me that managed to shake that conviction even for a second. I'm at a point where I fail to see the point of religion even as a mere human institution of utility. All it seems to do is twist perception of reality en-masse, causing all the evil it does, and making all the good it does less efficient.

Both sides do not need to be open to convincing, for us to have a discussion about whether Santa exists. We can still talk about it even if one us knows he doesn't. And I would consider an adult changing their mind on Santas non-existence, to be an obvious regression. A child who is never falsely told by anyone that Santa exists, will never need to have that belief dispelled. The very same things are true for religious discussion.

It's not even that I won't listen anymore. It's merely that where I am now, I starting to hear the same arguments repeatedly, to the point that I can regularly re-use counter-arguments.

You speak of behaviour you'd consider destructive, as if we're talking about things a person chooses to be. We are not. Your god will judge me based on a set of a couple reasonable, and great very many arbitrary standards, obviously set for the convenience of those in power when they were written/last updated.

I hope you have your paradigm shift. Religions are born from human lies, and sometimes truths worshipped beyond reason. As such I will never see where people subscribing to them are "coming from". I can understand, but never agree.

The very definition of faith is belief without evidence, and I have never met a religious person who claims to have evidence, who isn't just interpreting circumstances, or mistaking their inner monologue for the voice of god.

Let me put it in much fever words.

How can you claim to love me, even as you accept a god that judges me deserving of literally infinite pain? If I am truly that bad, how can I possibly deserve your acceptance?

And if I'm not that bad, how can you be ok with worshipping a god, that so insanely arbitrarily, condemns someone you love?

You cannot save me. The only way out for me, in your belief system, is for your god to spare me. But you and me both know you don't worship that kind of god.