to Daramshala
So at 2:30 in the morning I will be leaving Varanasai to go to Daramshala, Himachel Pradesh. I'm really glad to be moving on--it's getting really hot and intense here. I have gotten an amazing amount out of my time here, a lot of knowledge and wisdom both, good perspective and spirituality. This place is the most insane place in the world, with it's own completely unique energy and spirit. That spirit will never leave me, and it will probably draw me back here in my life. But I am glad to be leaving it for the time being.
So the train ride will be between 20-30 hours. I should arrive Daramshala sometime Tuesday morning. So that's that. moving on with the experience, happily on my merry way, wasting time until the train.
peace
jed
posted by Jed @ 11:50 PM
1 Comments:
Jedidiah,
allah-akbar! Allah-am-dulilai!
Jed my soul is twisting in all this jealosy I'm feeling towards you, this expansion of mind and the immersion in the Hindu mystique.
I have visions of you in an opium den with some red cavalry uniform, splayed out on a couch, playing some beautiful instrument with your soul which is a fantastic and shining and lovely soul...
It sounds like a lot of fun, some valuable lessons--the strangest and buzzingest and probably most fantastic and fascinating of your posts was when the bomb went off... some interesting commentary on the "life goes on" mentality that followed in the denizens of Banares, but more importantly a weird wonderful acceptance of the bombings with the crashing of the waves and the melting of the polar ice-caps and indeed the very turning of the earth.
My vote is for you to go on the next space-ship to infinity.
Anyway, things here are interesting:
I lost a writing contest to a thirty-eight-year-old commuter student with a wife and a kid. Maybe in the depths of his soul he was wiser and more pristine and cut like a slab of granite with some syrup on top. It was a tremendous blow to my ego. I swore off writing for almost three hours and then was sucked back into the infinity of it all and the turning of the earth and the melting of the polar ice-caps. Plans: moving to an Indian reservation outside of Seattle, and there I will do corporate fundraising and collect narratives for the national society of American Indian Elderly. Future, et cetera is a puzzling puzzle that puzzles me with its minutiae and a horrible inability to get its quiditas, not even with the wisest stroke of the holiest pen. Take care and bless your soul holy holy holy wonderful holy. Your pal,
JOHN PAUL
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