Every time I see a post by Bhaktajan, I flash back to the Boston Commons in 1971 and Hare Krishnas bobbing up and down to drum and flute music, while others begged money. If that is their version of enlightenment, I'll do without.
I had one at the Phoenix airport hold out a box to give money to support them and I took a dollar out of it and gave him the rose back. I wish I had a picture of his face when I did that. Solitary
Steve, go get your mom and her cleansing rock. This thread needs a good scrubbing down.
I think this is more of a job that needs a rose quartz pendulum.
And then *POOF*.. You were reincarnated into an old guy...in slow motion of course..
I'm coming back as Helen Hefner as a lesbian.