Overheard on the bus in Marin the other day: "I'm on the fifth day of cleansing, but I still feel energized after going to the gym!" "Oh man, crunches?" "Yeah, and the treadmill."
If it weren't for the fact that I was meditating at that time, and rotating all my chakras by sheer mental power alone, I'd have opened my eyes and told the cleanser that no matter what, he'd always be full of sh*t.
Berkeley and Marin are both full of deeply spiritual people, who are extremely gifted, and always say meaningful things.
I am not spiritual, have no special gifts, and frequently talk sh*t.
My idea of cleansing is a long bath.
I never go to the gym.
Nor tread.
Some people are just too special for words.
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