Tonight's performance at the Centrum was a biblical pain in the ass. No pun intended. Pre-UIL concert is, every year, like listening to a bunch of choirs' soundchecks. They say the purpose is to get people used to the performance hall, etc. That is total bullshit--you practice a song and then you sing it wherever the hell you're going to sing it, judges or not.

It bothers me how people say they rely on God for stability in their lives. People, the only thing that's going to really win you success is the realization of your own human potential--not the blind submission of your destiny to a faith for what has caused more pain in the world than anything, or your adherance to a string of "moral values" that's been mortar-and-pestled into your synapses on the idea of some supreme being's legal counsel. Mindless sheep do the world no good, and great men are those who have found strength in themselves through their passion and resiliency, not in a mass propaganda supposed to be higher than logic itself. The atheist plucks the thorn from his own side in defiance of those who pray and bleed because they are too cowardly to admit that we, not God nor Fate, are the authors of our own existence.

~you breathe life when you set me free