Thousands of supplicants line a dusty road in a tiny Querétaro suburb called Tlacote, less than an hour from here. They’ve been coming from all over Mexico, and as far away as Russia and Japan, since last May, bringing empty bottles and cans and jugs to a well whose miraculous waters are said to cure cancer, obesity, high cholesterol - nearly every human affliction. Since a sick farm dog lapped up some of it, and was allegedly cured, Sr. Silva, the well’s owner, has been giving the water away to up to ten thousand visitors a day. The state’s health director says the water’s chemistry is like any other, though Sr. Silva claims it weighs less than normal water. A gift from God, he says.
For many, all over the world, that type of belief is their only hope, and even if that hope never manifests, it is carried to the grave and, for them, hopefully beyond. Like the congregations sing in the Black churches; "They'll be no more cryin' there, they'll be no more diein' their. Sounds like a better deal than the Buddhists with their endless rounds of life and death.
For many, all over the world, that type of belief is their only hope, and even if that hope never manifests, it is carried to the grave and, for them, hopefully beyond. Like the congregations sing in the Black churches; "They'll be no more cryin' there, they'll be no more diein' their. Sounds like a better deal than the Buddhists with their endless rounds of life and death.