Ninety-five percent of the books left by travellers on the foisty shelves of warungs in Ubud fall into these categories:
self-help
yoga and meditation
romance
books about Bali and Lonely Planets
Russian stuff (Spy shit? Who knows? Could be anything, frankly)
So, ‘Gridlock’ by Ben Elton, a 90’s comedy about a paraplegic embroiled in the corrupt motor industry, stood out like a set of fluffy dice in a Rover 800. Continue reading
And when I’m watchin the news,
and my daughter walks in,
And choose to ask,
“Why were all those people on the floor
sleepin’, covered in red?”
I told her that they were lookin’ for God, but found religion instead.
De La Soul (feat. Cee-Lo)
Held Down
AOI Bionix (2001)
You’re a cock. A wonderful, shining cock. You are absolutely wonderful. Glorious. The chicks all love you. Continue reading
Welcome to Kuala Lumpur.
The first I ever understood about Hare Krishnas was that you had to run them over in Grand Theft Auto to get points. Continue reading
A trip up a hill in Pai.
There’s a hill. Just beyond the monstrous and sopping, elephants cock. Take a scooter. Go up it. Continue reading
A ten day experimentation with pranayama whilst reading, ‘The Wisdom of Yoga; A Seekers Guide to Extraordinary Living’ by Stephen Cope. This journal was posted daily onto the Facebook Group, ‘Yoga For Men Leeds’ incrementally over the last ten days. Here it is, collated. Continue reading
Our bedroom is in the attic of a handmade house. All wood with a slate roof, there’s nothing we are wanting for. A comfortable mattress on the floor, some make-do pots and pans in the kitchen, a place to meditate and practice asana. Beyond the rough hewn door is a balcony that frames the most extraordinary view. Bougainvillae creeps around the struts and beyond are the steep sloping terraces of Jibhi. Green upon green, the pines rise up to the peaks, and dotted irregularly are the pink and green homes that remind us we are still in India.
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