Where Am I Living?
A few days ago a friend invited me to go with him and see a concert choir in action. Being a lover of fine arts (and someone who had nothing better to do) I took him up on it and we went to the little auditorium and watched the "Classic Folk Music Concert".
It was going pretty well, I was enjoying it. I couldn't tell what they were singing really, but the music was nice. Then came the big finale. Before they started the last song, they introduced their special guests of the night, the whirling dervishes.
(In case you don't know, the whirling dervishes are these guys that worship a false god and try to reach "perfection", "religious ecstasy", or whatever else you want to call it by spinning around and doing other stuff too.)
As the last song started, the dervishes did their little introductory walk and started their pagan worship. As the song drug on (it was seriously like 15 minutes long) the dervishes spun around and did their weird walk thing over and over.
When the song finally ended, the dervishes lined up on stage, and the lead dervish guy led everybody in a prayer to their false god. Everybody in that entire auditorium was praying along with the lead dervish guy. From the 7-year-old to the 87-year-old, everybody was joining this guy in pagan prayer. As I looked around the auditorium I found I was the only one not lifting up my hands and muttering prayers. What the smurf is that? How does a choir concert turn into pagan worship?!! Where am I??
