no you wont, you damn slacker. I've been waiting for like half a year for some damn books. :boxing_smiley:
See, that's why I said you have to finish reading it. The guy figures out how to live entirely on sunlight, and during the evening he brings it at so that melatonin isnt produced but somehow he no longer requires sleep. I forget exactly how he explains it, but you'll see
yeah, but he was so whack. makin mukunda walk all over hell and creation to find him. yo what's up with mukunda, why is he like obsessed with the exploits of India in all of his footnotes?
Yeah, I've been reading it like there is no tomorrow. I'm already half way done, I'm in the chapter about the Mohammedan kid.
Yeah, what's up with the sheer number of gurus in this book though? India must be some sort of spiritual goldmine.
Actually, people in India are genetically predisposed to spirituality. I've had several friends who went there, some who went for spiritual reasons. Depends on where you go of course, but they all said that it was the most welcoming, high feeling they ever had. God is a buzzing euphoria to them rather than a monotonous church flat tone
whew! im glad im not the only one, ppl always look at me as if i commited blasphemy if i admit this seriously though, calling icp artists is like calling blueberries blue, we all know they are purple, yet we call em blue. icp is so close to being artists, but they are not. they have all the characteristics of artists, but they are missing that one thing that would make them artists: art.