Cults
...are everywhere.
We live in a cult called country. We often gather in cults at sporting events and churches. Families are still smaller cults, and our rituals and addictions, especially those shrouded in secrecy, have become the cult of self. A childish understanding of cults goes no further than secret societies, and mysterious zealots in long robes stealing away to meet by firelight. Of course not all cults are bad. Many may serve a good purpose. But like other human constructs, cults are no more permanent than rain falling in the desert, and can offer us little insight into the true nature of belonging.
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- The Invitation · November 27‹ NumbRecklessness ›