It's an old story. A bearded man finds love, a career, owls and fifteen hundred books in a part of the country he'd previously never anticipated even visiting. He learns to stop apologizing for his very pointed interest in the darkest aspects of life and comes to terms with his spirituality, which could be classified as "probably voodoo." He shares his home with a homonculus, an ocelot and a semi-feral catling and regularly interacts with federally protected birds.You know, that tired hat.
Sunday, December 05, 2004
"Ik onkar; sat naam; karta purkh; nirbhau; nirvair; akaal moorat; ajooni sabhang; gur parsaad." OK, since you don't speak Punjabi: "There is one god; truth is the name; the Creator; without fear; without hate; timeless and without form; beyond birth and death, the Enlightened One; can be known by the Guru's grace."
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Wow, that's some interesting stuff. Nice you are reading the book for a paper actually, hope you enjoy it. Take care Dom!
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