I met a woman today giving out pamphlets. She told me that superior beings would be landing soon, and there would only be enough room on the flying saucers for true believers. I asked her what I was supposed to believe, and she said the pamphlet explains everything. I read it, and it said that the Supreme Leader would take everyone who believes and worships him to Phlamboyah, a paradise world where everyone lives happily forever. It said lots of other things that did not make much sense.
I hate to admit it, but when I traveled with Carter through Dearth (the land beyond Dead Forest), we joined a group of people for a short time who said they had an easy shortcut to the “final destination.” I feel bad about it now because our friend, The Guardian, told us to stay on the eastern path until we came to an adobe building. The eastern path was brutal. It was littered with rocks and shrubs, and pocked with chuckholes and huge cracks. It was narrow, difficult to travel, and dangerous. We were exhausted. Given the chance to travel with a group of, seemingly, kind, pleasant people who knew an easy shortcut, it was too good to pass up.
The leader of the group called himself, Jud Rack. He was powerful, charismatic, and very persuasive. His followers were totally committed to him. If it hadn’t been for Raymud, a man who confronted Rack and challenged his leadership, Carter and I would have followed the group to destruction. Now that I think of it, it was creepy how Rack’s followers hung on his every word and followed him without question.
Maybe people join these cult groups because, like Carter and I when we abandoned the eastern path, they get tired of struggling with life and trying to make the right choices. It’s so much easier to let someone else take responsibility. People who get involved with cults don’t question things. They let someone else do their thinking for them. They give their power away to someone who appears to have their best interests at heart, but the one they trust uses them for their own selfish purposes. What do you think? Am I missing something?
I hate to admit it, but when I traveled with Carter through Dearth (the land beyond Dead Forest), we joined a group of people for a short time who said they had an easy shortcut to the “final destination.” I feel bad about it now because our friend, The Guardian, told us to stay on the eastern path until we came to an adobe building. The eastern path was brutal. It was littered with rocks and shrubs, and pocked with chuckholes and huge cracks. It was narrow, difficult to travel, and dangerous. We were exhausted. Given the chance to travel with a group of, seemingly, kind, pleasant people who knew an easy shortcut, it was too good to pass up.
The leader of the group called himself, Jud Rack. He was powerful, charismatic, and very persuasive. His followers were totally committed to him. If it hadn’t been for Raymud, a man who confronted Rack and challenged his leadership, Carter and I would have followed the group to destruction. Now that I think of it, it was creepy how Rack’s followers hung on his every word and followed him without question.
Maybe people join these cult groups because, like Carter and I when we abandoned the eastern path, they get tired of struggling with life and trying to make the right choices. It’s so much easier to let someone else take responsibility. People who get involved with cults don’t question things. They let someone else do their thinking for them. They give their power away to someone who appears to have their best interests at heart, but the one they trust uses them for their own selfish purposes. What do you think? Am I missing something?
