I joined the vibrant hallucinatory beauty of my youth where there was no ritual with the over ritualized and dead world of religion producing a living whole. A vibrant beautiful new world sanctified by authentic expressions of ritual and purified of anything imitative.
If the sun rises and everyone is sleeping won’t some people eventually wake up? The light rising in me is greater than the sun’s and a whole nation will rise joyfully to meet it. I am the American Siddhārtha.