Imagine you're a resident of a small ranching town in the middle of nowhere.

You moved away from the city to live a quiet peaceful life.

You know literally all of your neighbors.

There's only about 50 of you in total.

You go to the town cafe every Saturday morning, the only cafe in town, and you grab some

pancakes, bacon, eggs, hash browns, coffee, and the attend church on Sunday.

Life is predictable, no surprises, and you like it that way.

And then one day you read the news, and you see that a religious leader in India has purchased

an enormous ranch just outside your town.

Sound strange?

Something interesting to talk about?

But then you put it out of your mind.

Until the first wave of people dressed in crimson clothing show up.

They tell you there's followers of Bhagwan Rajneesh, and they just want to farm the land.

You're a little weird out.

You've never seen people who dress like deity before in real life.

But you know, for the most part, they stick to stain on the ranch, and you're not too bothered.

But then more and more of them, just keep coming.

Starting with them strange ideas and practices.

They don't fit in with the ideals of small town America that you're used to.

You learn they worship a man who claims that religion has no meaning.

You hear that they supposedly have wild sex parties and violently assault each other during

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