I don’t know whether or not there is a god. To some folks’ eyes, that means I’m an agnostic. To me, it means I am an atheist. I just don’t believe.
Some like to make the distinction that there is knowledge, and there is belief, so there can be agnostic atheists, and gnostic atheists, and agnostic theists, and so on. I don’t run with that. I think that presupposes a standard of knowledge that is just inappropriate. I don’t know how to change my breaks. Sure, I have evidence that people change brakes, but that’s based on a lot of circumstance. So what. It’s true I probably have more evidence of automobile brake pads than I do of electrons, but if I were to adopt the “agnostic” point of view, they’d all be equivalent. Hell, I even disagree with Descartes about proofs of mental processes. If you want to look at proof like that, I can’t prove anything.
But that’s kind of a worthless definition of proof. I can’t do anything with it. It doesn’t go anywhere. “Back to rough ground,” as Wittgenstein might say.
Brakes exist. Mind exists. God doesn’t. Maybe I’m wrong, but the possibility of being incorrect does not compel me to abandon all knowledge. I have some standards of knowledge. Some things fit, others don’t. I may be wrong. I might always be wrong. In some very, very perverse sense, I might even be wrong about everything, including what “I” mean, what “might” means, and what “everything” is. None of this forces me to adopt a perspective that my knowledge, or lack thereof, has an impact on existence.
I don’t believe god exists. I may be wrong. I am an atheist.
At some point, an agnostic may provide me with a formal proof, with standards we both agree on, that we cannot demonstrate the existence or non-existence of God. I’d consider it quite an eye-opener. Until then, I am quite satisfied with more mundane and practical definitions of knowledge and proof.