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6/13/2025, 9:45:08 AM
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6/13/2025, 9:45:08 AM
No.507193208
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>>507193374
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it may sound absolutely unbelievable to you, but alas it's true.
Indians have for thousands of years been obsessed with huge structures that can crush them.
There is a ritual called the Jagannath Rath Yatra, AKA - Juggernaut, a huge stone wagon, as big as they can build, that is dragged through the land on a grand tour. The premise behind this is that they're presenting a mobile temple, "I'm such a great, kind, and powerful king I'm bringing GOD to the little people out in the boonies for a day". Therefore, the Juggernaut is considered very holy. Touching the Juggernaut is good luck, and naturally, people would swarm them, press each other into the wheels, or get their clothing caught, and be mulched up.
You think THAT'S the end, but it isn't.
For Indians, ignoring danger is considered very honorable and an exhibition of extreme bravery. Young men would stand before this slow steamroller daring each other to be the last to move. This too, was a source of death.
You see, touching the JUGGERNAUT and daring the danger is already exciting enough. But no. To them, those are little blessings. The *best* thing that can happen to you is to be *KILLED* by the Juggernaut. See, you have been killed by something holy, and thus your next life will be blessed. People would lie down in its path, lay their infants down before it, and command their children to crouch in the way with their eyes closed or blindfolded.
This is considered a racist myth today. "All the deaths were accidents", they say, even though we have photographs of foreigners pulling the children away from the wheels. And every single foreigner who ever witnessed the rituals all say the same thing: "They sacrifice their children to a big stone wagon." Perhaps this is why the Indian loves the cow and the elephant, nature's crushing monoliths, and the fast moving locomotive. No one knows where this Indian sickness began, perhaps some part of him misses his ancient charioteer masters, who brought prosperity even as they trampled.
There is a ritual called the Jagannath Rath Yatra, AKA - Juggernaut, a huge stone wagon, as big as they can build, that is dragged through the land on a grand tour. The premise behind this is that they're presenting a mobile temple, "I'm such a great, kind, and powerful king I'm bringing GOD to the little people out in the boonies for a day". Therefore, the Juggernaut is considered very holy. Touching the Juggernaut is good luck, and naturally, people would swarm them, press each other into the wheels, or get their clothing caught, and be mulched up.
You think THAT'S the end, but it isn't.
For Indians, ignoring danger is considered very honorable and an exhibition of extreme bravery. Young men would stand before this slow steamroller daring each other to be the last to move. This too, was a source of death.
You see, touching the JUGGERNAUT and daring the danger is already exciting enough. But no. To them, those are little blessings. The *best* thing that can happen to you is to be *KILLED* by the Juggernaut. See, you have been killed by something holy, and thus your next life will be blessed. People would lie down in its path, lay their infants down before it, and command their children to crouch in the way with their eyes closed or blindfolded.
This is considered a racist myth today. "All the deaths were accidents", they say, even though we have photographs of foreigners pulling the children away from the wheels. And every single foreigner who ever witnessed the rituals all say the same thing: "They sacrifice their children to a big stone wagon." Perhaps this is why the Indian loves the cow and the elephant, nature's crushing monoliths, and the fast moving locomotive. No one knows where this Indian sickness began, perhaps some part of him misses his ancient charioteer masters, who brought prosperity even as they trampled.
