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  hardie karges 8:26 am on November 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply
  Tags: Buddhism ( 432 ), meditation ( 193 ), migration, nomad   

  Buddhism 201: Half-Way down the Middle Path to Everywhere… 

  My friends probably think I’ve gone off the deep end, what with my current obsession with the Buddhist religion, almost to the exclusion of all else. They’re probably right. I hope so. And yet I’ve barely scratched the surface, because the pool is very deep. But yes, I’m getting deeper and deeper into the Thai ‘forest tradition’ of Buddhism, which may or may not be the perfect religion, but it’s better than anything else that I’ve found, in fifty some-odd years of quest…

  … the almost perfect combination of religion, nature, lifestyle, environmentalism and sustainability. I always thought that Buddhism was mostly philosophy, which I liked, but seems it’s equally religious trappings, which I’d become increasingly aware of in Thailand, and psychology, too, based heavily on meditation, more than I ever realized, probably because that’s a specialty of serious adepts and initiates, especially monks and priests… (More …)

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    tiramit 4:56 am on November 21, 2016 Permalink | Reply

    I really like the enthusiasm… I like it all. Have you decided on a date to ordain?

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      hardie karges 10:14 am on November 21, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thanks! Hopefully ordain next month in Thailand, if I can clear my deck of debits and credits, long enough to try on the robes…

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  hardie karges 8:50 am on November 1, 2008 Permalink | Reply
  Tags: Aryan ( 13 ), hippies ( 3 ), migration   

  When hippies flooded into India during the 60’s, 

  the Indo-European migration came full circle, complete with epicycles. Not only did the original tribes expand from some unknown center reaching India and Europe, but Gypsies changed their minds and went to Europe from India. Then, of course, the hippies left their tracks and traces, albeit more symbolically than numerically, going to India from Europe. The original language spread even farther than the people themselves, Sanskrit splitting into as many languages or more than its Roman cousin and spreading vocabulary even farther into the South Pacific. Unfortunately oil and water are slow to mix, but seem content to languish in their potential for a spicy vinaigrette, or, in other words, racism. Any pretense to some other social distinction is pure fiction. India’s caste system is based on skin color, pure and simple, as if that were some sort of genetic threshold. I suspect it has more to do with solar exposure than pure genetics, regardless. Thus the original Dravidian-speaking inhabitants were pushed further south and further down the social stratum in favor of the Aryan newcomers, a system which will likely continue into eternity.
   
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  hardie karges 11:28 am on July 12, 2008 Permalink | Reply
  Tags: America ( 59 ), history ( 42 ), migration   

  America is the happy hunting ground of myth and legend, 

  milk and honey on the mind’s tongue, horses and camels for the taking, more than that for the leaving. For millennia, the smart money went north and east, following mountains, following seacoasts, following herds, trekking Siberia. The farther they went, the bigger the payoff. When they went as far as they could go, they went even farther. That’s where the big payoff was, on the other side, mammoth and mastodon, bear and deer, buffalo and cows as far as the eye can see. There’s only one problem: you might not get back. That water level’s a bit finicky. On the other hand, you might not want to go back. Happy hunting grounds are nice, if you’re the hunter, not the hunted. The stupid animals act like they’ve never seen a spear before, just standing there, waiting to take it in the gut. Just wait until the summer and wait until the tide’s out and you can walk right across. Then one summer the men had to wade across to get to the animals, since they wouldn’t come across on their own anymore. Then it just kept getting deeper and deeper. On both sides the animals just headed south for the winter and didn’t go back, so the people did the same. They just followed the animals. Domestication of animals was probably accidental. Once big game was cut off from its endless source, the extant stock was probably selectively corralled for future use. One surprising result of this was likely the realization that the animals became tame in captivity. You could even put reins on some of them. The rest is history.