"How do I become enlightened?" asked the Student of his aged Guru, a gnarled and wizened personage of indeterminate gender. Sitting in padmasanam on top of a large boulder, on top of a high mountain, at first the nut-brown gnarly one treated the question with the stupefied silence it deserved...
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