The Buddha closed his eyes. He saw the past, the present and the future. After a while, he opened his eyes, giggled and said, "Dude, I should write this down sometime."
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Tender Is The Night, And Here There's Some Light
Civilization can't be such a bad thing, Bhikku. After all, it gave us lights.
Like all patioritic citizens of Brownistan, B. now lives in Gawd-bless-Amezhica. He likes it here. The natives think he is a wise Oriental Guru, because he often talks in Sanskrit. They don't know that he calls them unwashed baboons, so they pay him well. It is a good life, but B. finds it difficult to not giggle while discussing Advaita. He vents his amusement here.
1 comment:
Both are too cool. But I loove the Trichy Malaikoyil than the Thames.
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