I have noticed a change in myself in the last week, I have started by trying to cut down on Aloo Prontha, and attempting to finish the foundations for my journey into sikhism and god. Maybe foundations is the wrong word, the journey is a path, and a path requires movement, and you cannot move foundations, so, a vehicle is required, one that is not going to break down, does not require huge resources to get going, and can be repaired easily,

When I came here in January, my thinking...

So, without a personification of wolf,clown, or man in me, life has been quite peaceful for the last few weeks, I only seem to blog when I am going through the mill, and although life has had its complications, I would not class the last 2 weeks as going through the mill.

So, everything is now moving towards the light or moving towards the dark, however, I cannot help but think that each individual person has that individuality for a reason, and once that individuality accepts the...

Ok, sometimes one has to make camp on the great climb up the mountain , and that is what I am doing at the minute, so time for another funny story,

Years ago, when I had a few people that worked with me, we were plagued by cold calls, mostly from indians with fake american acccents, so, when the phone lines came up for renewal, I insisted the lines be put in the name of Hugh Jass. And shortly after it was done.

Time went on, and I forgot all about it, until one day,...

My dad just rang me, 'harry, your mothers worried about you, are you ok' 'sure i said, why?', 'she has read your blog, sounds very depressing, but shes also just read todays Hukamnana, you should read it, it could have been written for you'

so i did,

I have never read a Hukamnana before, but, yes dad, that could have been written for me!

Harry the khalsa sat in his study, it gave him a perfect view of the ongoing in the physical world, the vessel remain unchanged since the outing to Sachkand, the words from Herman Hesse's damien rang through his head 'The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world. Who would be born must first destroy a world. The bird flies to God'

Harry's world was indeed falling apart, in the past the destruction of the world was the best part of personality destruction/recreation....