I'm Ageless, undefinable, eternal.. Just as we all are. I'm a vagabond, searching for a home.. I'm currently manifested in Australia(NSW) May 2007

I call myself Mango.. But it's just a temporary tag.

You can call me whatever you want, just don't call me late for the durian feast.

I am not a Catholic, nor any other flavour of Christian.

You say you love animals, but you eat them.. You say you love birds, but you cage them in.. You say you love trees, but you chop them down.. You say you love flowers, but you pick them.. Now I am afraid, that you will say.. "I love you"..

Nor am I Muslim, Hindu, Buddhist or Shinto. But neither am I an atheist.. I have profound faith and belief in God, Allah, the Mother, the All, Sugmad, the great White Spirit, call it what you may..

I enjoy reading the scriptures, whether they be Vedic, Biblical or just teachings from so called enlightened ones.. There are so many religious doctrines that I cannot accept that only one of them has a monopoly on truth. I read, listen and judge for myself..

I have never considered myself by any means to be a patriot.. I am not a

Mango-Zen Sasho, the old Zen monk, is dieing.. News soon reaches all his worldly Sannyasins, and they come running to pay their last respects.. Rishiki, his most favoured pupil, hears of the imminence of the passing of his master.. Quickly, he makes his way to the market.. "But where do you go Rishiki?! Your master lies in the opposite direction!" Ignoring these words, he moves on to the market.. There, he searches high and low, and finally finds a single stall with a single Durian; MongThong.. The last of a small out-of-season pile.. A fruit he knows only too well his master has an especial fondness toward.... Rishiki arrives at the dwelling of Sasho.. Sasho turns to him, says, "Ahh.. Rishiki, at last, you are here".. - "Yes Master, the obvious is indeed always profound".. They exchange smiles. Rishiki splits the ripe and ready durian and offers the opened fruit to his teacher.. Seeing, the frailty and ebbing life-force of their master, one young student looks to him and says: "master.. You are about to leave us.. please, if you could summarize all of your teachings into one brief sentence, what would it be?".. "Ahh.. little, Rimpo, the master sighs..".. He takes up the soft flesh of the durian, and places it on his tongue.. Everyone waits.. "This Durian is Excellent!".. At that, Sasho leaves us to continue his voyage in other realms..

nationalist. I do not consider myself to be English, nor Norwegian, nor Polish, although I might lay down at least fractional claim to any of those.. I might carry a passport, but resent doing so, and do so only because it is my nature to travel, and I am more than well aware that neurotic bullying border guard officials, who unquestioningly follow orders of no real value, would probably deport, detain or imprison me if I were to do otherwise. If I had more strength,

Religions are Red Herrings on the Path to Enlightenment.

I'd probably burn my passport publicly, as I have belief in the words of Gandhi that if a law is unjust it is our moral obligation to disobey it openly, and my rather broad interpretation of "unjust" encompasses only that which has no real value in the eyes of God...

I do not believe in countries nor boundaries. It is my opinion that we are, each and every one of us, aliens here.. It just happens that geographically the region named England is the first country I visited... this time.. But no territory belongs permanently to any one country. Boundaries cannot last as their divisions represent brute statements carved by military force. A time will come when there will be no politically imposed borders. "The Earth" will be our country, our home, but we will be forever aware that we are all just "visiting"..

Humanity, and all life on earth has already suffered enough due to politically imposed borders.. I have to live somewhere, so currently it is here, Thailand today (December 2000 at time of writing this.. I sit in a Budhist temple, surrounded by fake monks watching fast car gun action movie on screen to my right), but I do not belong here.. I do not belong to any one country. All nationalism is in some way or another a form of fascism, and as such, is a hindrance toward world peace. A danger to true progress.. Nationalists are neurotic.. Human history is ample proof of this.

It is foolish to expect true happiness from earthly attachments and possessions, for they are powerless to bestow it.. Yet millions of people die of broken hearts, having tried vainly to find in worldly life the fulfillment that exists only in God, the source of all joy.

One day, the goods of this earth will be distributed unselfishly according to the needs of all life.. But equality cannot be established by force, it will come from the heart..

Take our children, look In virtually every school throughout the world, and you will see how openly "love of country" is taught, this generally sows the seed of misunderstanding, and often even hatred toward other nations.. this must and will change...........

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