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Now those of you who know me well or have known me for a while might rmember that I aoocasioanlly given to having mad impulses to do dramatic or childish things like skipping down the road in amnchester to uni, and twirlling like a 5 year old in autum leaves. The occasional impulse ( controlled and suppressed to date) to drop a full plate of food whenI am in a posh buffet resteraunt just to hear it smash.
Singing Im singing in the rain or raindrops keep falling on my head whenever it rains. ...

Swaying like the trees,
going along each step
towards infinity
don't go back.
Feeling all of nature
in the body,
Plunge into the Ganges
or the river Sarasvati;
go beyond the shoreless ocean
even into God-
become what you are,
and don't go back.
Leave words,
and doing,
and earth,
and heaven
and don't go back.

I have a confession to make so please be understanding.

Yesterday afternoon as I was driving home on the freeway I was talking to God. Coming home from yet another doctor's appointment where I became a pin cushion, I was asking God how in the world He would make things work out. To pay for my vaccinations for this year's Guatemala trip, I had just written a bad check in good faith that He would move on my behalf to provide.

I mean, He has to. The Lord is sending me ...

whereas the human said I am an idiot.

An out of character blog post by the king of Mars. You see, I am human, and an idiot too. The things about it is though, that I don't seem to allow my self to become too human.

If I meet other people, I usually have a good time, not always, but usually I do have a good time. However, time is finite in these situations, and as always there comes the moment of goodbye. I, being (mostly)human, say goodbye to these people, ...

I made chapatis for the first time today. It was a lot of fun! It was a success, only I made them a little too big and used a little too much ghee, so it took longer than it should have to cook them. Still, they were wonderful I thought. I had one with kitcherie.