We attended a lecture recently given in a major venue, by an acclaimed guru, whose last name happens to rhyme with Oprah - you figure it out. He began by reminding us, as if we needed it, of the perilous times we live in and how dire the human scene looks today. He proceeded to enducate us (this is an attempt to educate people and entertain them at the same time -rarely possible, unless you're a pair of crazy car mechanics on public radio) with his singsong lilt, which has the unfortunate soporific effect of putting me into a coma.
Since I was coming and going in various states of consciousness, which, by the way, was one of his topics, I felt I was right at home. His power point hit some glitches and froze the screen on an early development of a human fetus, which stayed up there staring down at the audience in a way that was hardly endearing, resembling as it did at that stage, more of a caricature creature than a cute human baby. Dr. Rhymes With Oprah didn't miss a beat, just droned on, sending my brain into more ZZZ waves so I can't actually recall verbatim the specifics, but in general: consciousness is a good thing, but so is deep sleep. He mentioned the importance of both, several times. I feel good about that.
My Indian friend was surprised that so many Westerners put so much store by the wisdom of so many gurus from her country. She tells me "India is far better off if all the gurus were exported to the West".
Hm, I thought, a reverse outsourcing. Interesting idea.
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