Day of My Dreams
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There are 50+ million bloggers in the states. States of confusion. Let’s be various. Live forever. Young/old people love social networks like Facelookbook, You R Fabulously Boring and Twitter Little Sparrow. Fast, short, deadly.
It’s exciting to live fast, short and easy. Deadly is short, fast and deafly.
If I suffered from Attention Deficit Disorder and everyone suffers because existence is suffering, or the illusion of suffering I’d be a hummingbird practicing social twittering. Kiss my type.
Anxiety meets a tourist, I love you. Tourist whispers, I’m behind in getting my images up on Instant Grandmama and Where Is My Face?
Hello Beauty, said Mirror. Once upon a spacetime dance there was a humbling life changing experience. Laughter is life learning dialogue.
Rita hoped to teach at a rural school 50 km from Siem Reap.
HOPE4NOW, a Danish crust-based charity organization sponsors the proposed school, My Grandfather’s House.
They require volunteers to have a criminal background check. As everyone knows knowing unknown all powerful authorities do not issue this forged bureaucratic paper to aliens, nomads, tricksters, orphans, amputees, landmine survivors, vagabonds, poets, mendicants, blind seers, Grave Digger, word janitors, itinerant weird genius storytellers or literary outlaws.
Someone passed the Talking Sheep Test. Proceed to go green. Nothing to declare.
I exist outside adult time.
If I begin this dance by calling it Angkor Draft you may surmise in theory it is about a local beer, said Rita, archeologist. The swill is popular with tourists and locals, the latter consuming huge quantities to cement circumspect construction deals. It’s a urine-based liquid syntax favored by thirsty red dust-covered grammar-based human naturalists unloading huge backpacks with a weary sigh of relief.
They’ve traveled far and wide to reach this epic point on their life quest.
The average tourist spends 3.5 days of their life in temple city consuming 9.6 large bottles of Angkor Draft.
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Angkor Wat was built in 1113. It is the largest religious monument in the world.
It is dedicated to Vishnu. A symbol of the divine, Mount Meru towers in the center, surrounded by smaller peaks, courtyards (continents) and a huge moat (oceans).
After the 13th century it was a place of Buddhist worship. Extensive wall galleries and carvings depict battles, regal processions, heaven and hell and the Hindu creation epic, “Churning The Sea of Milk,” where gods and demons cooperate to create the elixir of immortality.
Galleries include conflicts between Devas and Asuras and the Battle of Lanka.
Angkor reinforces a minute human scale.
How did we feel here, asked the storytellers. Serene. Impermanent calm and centered.
