Two weeks into my time at the Route 66 Hostel in Albuquerque, NM, I had this random opportunity to go with three other pilgrims I met recently to meet Amma, a well known personality who is famous for her love, compassion and giving the world hugs whenever she can. I had a very memorable experience that resulted in the realization that I needed to let my current stuff settle in, and that she is not my Guru.
On September 28, 2013 at the recommendation of my friend, Telesia from Australia, I visited a Buddhist monument called Amitabha Stupa. A stupa represents the embodiment of Buddha, where the core of structure is solid cedar wood, and blessed many thousands of times over by monks. What I experienced was something that can only be described as "utterly joyous".
I had an incredible day two nights ago where I experienced much of what I have learned on my pilgrimage via feedback through the body as opposed to the mind. The kinds of things I learned were how we are all inter-connected; the idea of separateness versus togetherness; the quality and nature of the essence of life; the flow of intent, action, result, and how we all develop along the way; and the true scope of the idea of the framing of right and wrong / optimal and sub-optimal.
So tonight it is going to snow. Wow, I managed to see three days of Montreal without the presence of THE SLUUUUUDGE. So when it snows, there is this grey snow that pervades the middle of where people traverse, and where people drive their vehicles.
No matter how cold it is, this sludge is always semi liquid or liquid. It gets everywhere, on top of white snow, on people's footwear and leg-pants, being sludge-splashed all over the place as cars race through them, and on all sides of all vehicles, including buses, whose windows are often not visible! It even invades the indoors, where when you come inside and take your boots off, it drips into the drip pans that EVERYONE sets aside for your footwear to rest on, or if it is a store, it populates the first 30 or so square feet of the floorspace. Even after it dries off your footwear, it STILL stays there as a dry, powdery grey film that guiltily marks you in order to give you a constant reminder of its DOMINANCE.
Whenever I walk on the streets, I would imagine the grey snow as one big giant slime organism, laying dormant until it has covered the world with its essence, and rise up and devour all who dwell upon in some sticky purgatory. You can slice it with various sharp implements; separate it with tires and footwear; smear it into the ground like an unwanted pest; dry it with blasts of dry frozen air; or sunder it with the intensity of the sun; it remains, ever-present, will always come back together to reform and regroup, and keep going on its indomitable path towards complete and utter world dominance.
It is more of a threat from the fictional liquid Terminator T-1000 from the second science fiction titular movie. As you see, it doesn't use overt violence or guile like the T-1000; nor does it use social engineering to fool you into complacency, then strikes. No, no, no! Its quiet, unassuming in the most obvious ways, but it is there. It is there when you gaze upon it. It is there in your dreams. It is there to vex you as you contemplate the cleanliness of your vehicle. WORLD DOMINATION. No horror movie can capture the full magnificence of its intended emotion; nor properly be made a satire to comfort us in our hour of need.
Yes, my imagination runs wild here; and I do this to amuse myself and to play with the variety of wordplay.
With some help of friends back in California, I was able to get myself unstuck as a homeless person in NOLA and essentially do a fast paced series of transitions from NOLA to Atlanta, to Washington DC, to Cape Elizabeth, and finally to Rockport, MA. Distance travelled is 1,868 miles in the space of two weeks! But that is not the main subject of this entry. Read on to find out more.
I rode from Austin, Texas, USA, through Houston, Texas, USA, and after a total of about 12 hours on a large "special events" bus driven by the bus service Megabus; arrived at The Big Easy, otherwise known as New Orleans! I felt a pull away from Austin, and this pull drew me here. God had something in store for me here; and I was open and willing to simply experience.
Hi! My name is Peter Trinh, and I started a spiritual journey in the latter half of September of 2013. I plan to travel across the United States of America, and beyond! I am chronicling this on this website, and I hope you enjoy it!
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