The biggest ever Cult!

A person with supposed mystic powers pitches his tent amidst a densely populated area. People who buy his story starts following him, eventually becoming his disciples.

He wins over skeptical residents with some cheap tricks. Soon the crowds swell. Mystic keeps pulling out rabbits out of the minds of his believers. They forget their worldly duties and start doing whatever he asks them. They devise their own songs and music to keep themselves stay hooked with ever increasing belief on him.

The local administrators keep a wry eye on this group but they too get pulled into the aura. The mystic keeps telling that he is preparing and guiding them to enter into a portal of immortality, 'but don't ask me when. Just believe!'. Excitement reaches fever pitch. More and more people from distant places join. 

Days pass into weeks into months. Meanwhile voice of dissent, though muted initially, keeps growing within the group.

One night, a bunch of disillusioned believers escape to safety and call on law.

Next day, news flashes the world, 'Doomsday cult with a twist, Exposed!'.

Law takes its course, heads roll and the mystic is safely put behind bars. Believers are treated back to normal life and everybody lived happily ever after...

N o t s o f a s t !

Healthy people are pulled into the "Cult of Prosperity", their senses numbed by non stop brainwashing to have that 'Oh so beautiful house, Car, Boat, Hill, Island..', things, things and more things. Oh I forgot, POWER too!; such macho word, and world!.

Suckers we are, we jump in, slog our *** off and start accumulating all that dazzle us. We are rewarded for our belief backed hard work with wads of paper that promises and gets stuff that we made to make us die for!

Another Cult, 'Big Pharma', keeps watching, knowing fully well that it is just matter of time that it ranks shall swell. This cult has fine tuned its act to such an extent that it is able to 'cure just the disillusionment caused by the other cult without doing anything more' and motivate them to go back to where they 'belong'...

Caught in this vicious loop, people start living longer, sicker with unabated consumption of medicines.

Some try to escape from time to time and try to alert 'authorities' about these cults. Trouble is, authorities are also part and parcel of these cults, as perpetrators as well as victims.

Those still hang in with hope walk out, not to the road less travelled but to create their own path in a map less journey.

Their guiding light, is nothing but truth, the absolute truth.

These brave souls try out a different model, about which they only heard in the whispers of their 'guide'. They do work, not to acquire more  stuff just for themselves but to produce 'just enough life' that helps them to sustain 'life', of not just theirs but their cohabitants too.

'The bigger difference this time?'

Plenty!

They try to live in the moment, with nature, in nature, as if there is no tomorrow. Magically their scars heal faster and their joy grows more. They listen as well as talk; to winds, plants, water, rocks, stars and void!

They have no sorrows, no guilt, no worries about tomorrow, their metamorphosis complete! 

This is the newest, oldest cult known to mankind. Let us re-embrace (this)!

- Written by a Caterpillar to remind the Eggs, Larvae and Pupae that 'they ain't seen anything as yet!'.