Posted 07 June 2006 - 12:51 PM
So i jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet and get on as a luper in this course in the Himalayas.A Luper?Yea a luper you know a jock a caddy. So i tell him i'm a pro jock and who do you think they give me...the Dali Lama himself. The flowing robes the grace bald...striking. So i'm on the first tee with him and he hauls off and whacks one...big hitter the Lama...right into a 10,000 foot crevice on the side of this glacier. he looks at me and says"gunga la gunga"..."gunga ga llunga". so we finish 18 and he's gonna stiff me and I say HEY LAMA how bout a little somethin you know for the effort. and he says there will be no reward but when you die...on your deathbed you will receive total consciousness.So i got that goin for me...which is nice.
There was madness in any direction, at any hour…You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning…. And that, I think, was the handle-that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn’t need that. Our energy would simply prevail. There was no point in fighting-on our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave….So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-water mark-that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.