No..."
Rama was talking about American Indians. "They weave people's attention,"
he said, "to help sell their products."
I wrote, "always be moving ON YOUR OWN STEAM! accept NO substitutes.
everything has power. some things are good, others not."
Rama asked what I was doing.
"I'm writing in my journal," I replied.
"What have you written?"
I read the last few sentences aloud.
"Some things have more power than others," he editorialized.
Then he began talking about me. He spoke about how, when I
had lived with him, I made shakes in the blender with all kinds
of "strange" ingredients.
"Why did Agni make these shakes?" he asked the disciples.
No one answered.
"One," he continued, "there was power to them.
Two, to attract attention. Three, this boy is an asshole."
I wrote, "Asshole," and drew a circle around the word. Then I wrote,
"ok but it is me. so, fine."
A few minutes later Rama said, "Fake obvious things fool everybody."
Then he said, "Humans are continually knocking on your door.
As long as they are alive, they try and suck your power. You need
to get strategic and learn to intensely dislike them. Cut them.
Push them away--anything to get them to fuck off."
I wrote, "cold.
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