I did manage to rematerialize in Ulaanbaatar, with most of my molecules in order, I think. Not much to tell yet. Just reconnecting with folks, setting the plans for world domination in motion, that sort of thing. I did hear yesterday that, in anticipation of May's parliamentary elections, someone has formed a "Make Buddhism Mongolia's National Religion" Party. You know I'm gonna birddog the details about that. Might even see about honorary citizenship so's I can vote.
But with not much else to report, unless you really want to hear about the woes of my clogged shower drain, I share with you an image that so perfectly encapsulates everything I came to love about Australia when I was there:
That's one gets a place of honor on the wall right above my meditation seat.
In other news, right on, Bjork!
Um . . . that picture? Is it dead? N-o-o-o-o! (How do you say "Bambi's mother" in Australian?) Please explain. KT
Posted by: KT | March 07, 2008 at 11:12 AM
Um...KT? Aussies are not that morbid. Well, most of them. It's a flyer for the Dalai Lama! That's how 'roos chillax. Didn't you see my other shots of them lounging next to people's birdbaths? You definitely have to apply a squeegee to those karmic filters of yours!
Posted by: Konchog | March 07, 2008 at 11:27 AM
Squeegees shmeegees, I thot the thing was dead, too.
Posted by: Sangye | March 08, 2008 at 12:06 PM