Bungee Jumping in Ecuador
Author's note: Superstition thrives in moments of uncertainty, unpredictability, and terror. When society blooms and the people are free of worry, we find ourselves enjoying, living in the moment. But destablize the walls of comfort, remove the security of food and water and fuel, shake the grounds, introduce adversaries and setbacks and periods of uncertainty, in times of economic depression and raging war, we put our faiths to the turning of tarot cards and reading of palms. The heart is weak, and though the mind likes to believe that reason and logic defeat all mirages of irrationality, one cannot always effectively deny and suppress the in-explainable cries of the heart. I come from a relatively religious family, and it has been my experience that the barrier breaking apart the substance of religion, and the sludge of blind superstition is all but a thin porous membrane. Sometimes, the two overlap. Watch them merge, melt, combine, mix, atoms colliding with each other like thra