So I had to cut the first part of this short because I was running late to the luau. Boy, that was definitely an amazing experience. It felt as though we were back in the old times where the old religion was present and the people lived off the land. The unique Hawaiian culture reminded of those times. I thought to myself how amazing it must be to live in a place with such deep cultural roots. I often get the impression that this idea has been lost back home. It's like our grandparents always said, "You kids are so Americanized these days, you have no connection to your roots. It seems our heritage will die with my generation." I have to admit even I have fallen prey to that fact. However, it was short lived to much of my relief. Actually, I probably have one of the stronger connections to my people. The reason for this is that I chose to follow the old religion. I chose to continue what my great ancestors left behind in order to escape war. The Armenians were originally Pagan people like many other peoples around the world. Unfortunately, they had to abandon those beliefs quiet forcefully because of the Ottomans or modern day Turkey. Now I'm just going to leave it at that because I seem to have fallen into a ramble which seems weird to say seeing as how I could easily just delete what I wrote and continue like nothing changed. But that wouldn't be fair. I want to keep my blog as raw as possible. Urgh, this ramble has cost me a considerable amount of time. It looks like I'll have to turn in cuz I want to catch a quick swim in the moonlight before I head to bed.
BLESSED BE~
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