To Nepal


I’m leaving in the morning for Kanpur where I’m trekking to Nepal on foot with Dr. Fung and a monastery that once took care of her brother as a kid. I’m still fasting tomorrow so I’m dreading the first part.

I’m tired and almost expired already. I wrote a longer post, but the connection here reset so I lost all I wrote. This will have to do for now. Until next post…
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8 Reasons to Bust a Move






“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” — Mark Twain

“A man of ordinary talent will always be ordinary, whether he travels or not; but a man of superior talent will go to pieces if he remains forever in the same place.” — Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

“Don’t tell me how educated you are, travel the world and then tell me what you really know.” — Mohammed

“He who leaves his home in order to seek knowledge is on the path of the Light until he returns.” — Mohammed

“The World is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page.” — St. Augustine

“I see my path, but I don’t know where it leads. Not knowing where I’m going is what inspires me to travel it.” — Rosalia de Castro

“Travel teaches tolerance.” — Benjamin Disraeli

“He who experiences the unity of life sees his own Self in all beings, and all beings in his own Self, and looks on everything with an impartial eye.” — Buddha

One Year

ONE YEAR

 

The things I was into last year, I’m no longer into today.
The way I thought and felt earlier this year, is way different from how I think and feel now.
I am happy I have evolved around the world
But I’m not happy with the way things have evolved around me.
I can be the change I want to see in the world.
But what’s the point, if those close to me aren’t changing with my world?
In one year, I have lived several lifetimes.
In one year, I have done more than my entire lifetime.
Why am I still so sad
Helpless and
Hopeless?
Because I’ve seen everything there is to see.
Everything is moving fast.
Division of races, religions, classes
New additions in globalization
Sickness, poverty, and unemployment are multiplying
The voice of reason has been subtracted.
How could anybody want to live blindly?
While there is every reason to fear the future?
Its a slow demise.
So take off them rose colored glasses
And look outside from your distorted mind.
What you see outside will make you cry.

The world is getting so ugly

Despite the beauty of our natural world.
And the beauty you think you see inside your TVs
Now is the perfect time for a commercial break

So allow me to adjust this signal to make this message clear.

I would be lying to tell you that I’m not scared.

And I think it’s only fair

That while you take off your glasses

I can now put on mine.

Just for one year.

-S.K

“ONE YEAR” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2008, All rights reserved.

Maharashtra


On the 23rd, I’m taking off to Mumbai for a spiritual tour that lasts 6 days. I’m going with my friend Dr. Fung to see about setting up a peace camp for children around the world. India is a place I would like all children to explore for its ancient roots in spirituality and vast genres in music.

Dr. Fung has a friend in Maharashtra who is offering us a building with teachers willing to volunteer their services to educate incoming floods of students of all ages. I also want to see the Taj Mahal and get some cool saris, spices, and music vocals to sample.

After the tour, I’m going to see two of my childhood friends, Nilima and Namarata, who live in Bombay and come from the Bachchan family of Bollywood fame. I’m finally going to get to check out Indian cinematography right on location! It’s a dream for me! Indian cinematography is top-notch and the stories in Bollywood films always keep me mesmerized. I’ll be back in Egypt for the next round of homies mid-October and then I take off to Turkey and Iraq around Christmas.

In all, I think after this year I’ll be ready to settle down. I got a call last night, Egypt time, about returning back to L.A for serious work. Good news on a project but I can’t go back there. I may have to find a place to live along the west coast where I can commute to work on the daily. I’ll know more later as I said I have to seriously think about it. Maybe Costa Mesa – OC area? I’m hoping it would be a seasonal thing just for production, but man, I get anxiety just thinking about it. L.A is a spiritual drain. Big time! It ain’t definite. I’d rather live in Spain or go back to NY. We shall see…

Moonlighting For Mystics

Yesterday, I had the most intense experience ever. I took 3 friends to the pyramids for their first time. I suggested camels, they picked horses. At around 9pm, we set off into the Giza desert past the pyramids and into oblivion. Without words to describe what I felt inside, I took off on my camel for I heard the wind call my name. No signs, just the moon to direct me further into darkness. They smoked their hash while I strayed off on my own, into my own. The moon was full and the skies were bleeding red. The intensity of the colors, the mystic air, venturing on sand that my ancestors once stepped on, I felt reincarnated.

I felt bad for abandoning my friends and I couldn’t explain later what made me take off. The explanation was hidden on the horizon — when the sun fully set and the moon came alive with magnificent pride. I tranced out beyond the norm but my camel returned me back safely as if it knew where my heart wanted to go and when it was time to return to do what I needed to do – in this lifetime and in preparation for the next. For me, this spiritual ride is what brings me back again and again. I was here, lived here, and died here — a thousand times over.