"Now we are a 150 feet from the promised land."

I wanted the opportunity to feel was these people have in store for me. You can describe a megachurch or a Halloween haunted house but it is an entirely another thing to experience it in person. I wanted to feel the sensation of being submerged into listening to the people who are dictating a dark future and the people surrounding you eating it up, cheering it on. It was at capacity so I only got to stand in line for an hour. The crowd did feel like people anticipating a savior. And the man who blurted out as we moved up in the street "Now we are 150 feet  to the promised land," confirmed that. The photo is from when we were told no one else was being taken in and it was the end of the road. I admit I feel a lot of anger and disgust at his supporters at times but besides the well off and wealthy I mostly just felt sorry for them. Not that they are all being hoodwinked but that for anyone to look at what he is selling and be 'That's good! Sign me up!' What a waste. Life has to be mean more than that to you right?