GEORGOUS waterfall–In the heart of Bali, nestled amidst lush jungles and cascading waterfalls, lay a hidden gem known as the Sacred Waterfall. Its waters were said to possess mystical properties, attracting visitors from far and wide seeking spiritual enlightenment and rejuvenation. However, beneath its serene beauty lurked a dark secret, a curse that whispered tales of those who dared to disrespect its sanctity.
Among the curious souls drawn to the Sacred Waterfall was a young man named Alex, a seasoned traveler with a thirst for adventure and a disregard for local superstitions. He had heard whispers of the waterfall’s mystical powers and was determined to uncover its truth. With his camera in hand, he ventured into the depths of the jungle, following the winding path that led to the hidden sanctuary.
As Alex approached the waterfall, he was struck by its awe-inspiring beauty. The water cascaded down from a towering cliff, forming a crystal-clear pool at its base. The air was filled with the refreshing mist, and the surrounding greenery exuded an aura of tranquility. Alex couldn’t resist the temptation to capture the scene on his camera, snapping a few photos before descending to the pool’s edge.
As he stood on the mossy rocks, Alex felt a strange sense of unease. The silence was broken only by the soothing sound of the waterfall, and the air seemed to hum with an unseen energy. He ignored his instincts, however, and proceeded to relieve himself, oblivious to the warning signs that surrounded him.
After his indiscretion, Alex continued his exploration of the waterfall, taking more photos and admiring the scenery. He felt no ill effects, and his spirits were lifted by the beauty of the place. However, as he made his way back to the trail, he noticed a group of locals staring at him with a mixture of fear and disgust.
Ignoring their stares, Alex continued his journey, unaware of the curse that had been unleashed upon him. As he reached the village, he stopped at a market to purchase some souvenirs. He was browsing the stalls when he suddenly felt a wave of nausea wash over him. His vision blurred, and he stumbled, clutching his stomach in pain.
The villagers rushed to his aid, their faces filled with concern. They helped him to a nearby bench, where he collapsed, his body wracked with uncontrollable spasms. The villagers exchanged worried glances, their eyes filled with unspoken fear.
As Alex lay there, his mind clouded by pain and confusion, he heard a voice whisper in his ear, “You have desecrated the sacred ground, and now you must pay the price.” The voice was soft but carried a chilling power, sending shivers down his spine.
From that moment on, Alex’s life was forever changed. He was plagued by nightmares, visions of the Sacred Waterfall and the angry spirits that inhabited it. He became withdrawn and isolated, his once vibrant personality fading away. The villagers, fearing his curse, shunned him, leaving him to suffer in solitude.
Because he was still feeling sick and his condition was uncertain, before returning to his home country, one of his friends invited Alex to ask the elders in the local village. This idea was inspired by reading a tourism guide book that he always carried with him. He was advised to apologize to the occupants of the boulder by making offerings there. Because he wanted to return home in the same condition as when he came to Bali, he accepted the suggestion and bought offerings from the priest at the temple near the waterfall.
After performing the ritual and he was sprinkled with holy water as the blessing begged on the boulder, Alex’s condition gradually improved. Indeed, many strange incidents befell those who ignored or behaved rudely at the rock. Other visitors have also experienced similar things there.
According to the story circulating among the locals, the rock is the entrance to the supernatural world. There is a community of invisible creatures there. The rock is considered sacred, as can be seen from the traces of offerings on it or around the rock or the stretch of white and yellow cloth.
Alex’s story becomes a cautionary tale, a reminder of the consequences of disrespecting nature and the spirits that dwell within it. The Sacred Falls, once a place of beauty and serenity, becomes a symbol of fear and superstition, a place that only the bravest and most compliant dare to explore. (*)
