I like to smoke. Occasionally I write about it.
Prince Philip’s practically on his deathbed, and there’s that whole messy situation with Julie Payette to boot. So I thought this would be a good moment in history to present this video I spent my Sunday morning putting together instead of going to church. Incidentally, Her Majesty has been summoned from her royal winter storage quarters to give her opening address to the Vernal Parliament, and her speech was as smashing as always.
Several lifetimes ago, when I was but a wee strapping young lad of twenty-three on the mean streets of the ‘Peg, I digested the writings of the gentleman pictured above. A New Yorker with a Jewish upbringing who spent most of the Seventies living in India studying Dzogchen under various lamas. Even after all that time on the Subcontinent, Lama Surya Das has never lost his thick Brooklyn accent.
I got this in my inbox recently, and my mind was blown clean off. It was probably just all the THC running through my veins at that moment, but the guy in the picture struck me as a dead ringer for Lama Surya Das. Maybe it’s a sign, like those reported visions of the Virgin Mary that keep appearing in grilled-cheese sandwiches. More likely though, it’s simply something to smile about.
That time of year has arrived when Her Majesty dons her royal bubblewrap and retires to her royal storage quarters until she is summoned to open the next session of Sunshine Parliament in March. Behold, her final public appearance of 2020, presented in spectacular GIF-o-Vision™.
