Happened to pass by the church this morning and I could hear the voices coming from inside. I stopped for a couple minutes. Hadn't really taken the time to see, listen to a mass as an "outsider", a non believer, a... third party so to speak, in a long time. They all sound like a bunch of indoctrinated drones and that thought got scary for a second, when I remembered the days when I was part of it myself as a kid. Never felt as glad I got out of it all as I did at that moment. Had a really uplifting feeling of freedom.