lunch with the Lizard King

Yesterday we went to a necropolis called:Cimetière du Père Laichaise. We met Jim Morrison's Grave it was the only grave surrounded in Security fences, its a notorious hangout /Vandalization spot. We met this wild guy who guided this awkward American Family there. the wild guy was this wacky Graveyard tour guide, actually just some regular resident nearby who knows the place well. Anyway he took us on a crazy twisted tour of the whole graveyard showing us all the hot spots. This one tomb on Lot 666 that was used by Satan Worshippers, Oscar Wylde's Tomb covered in Lipstick kisses (a site to be seen), Chopin's grave, this fertility tomb, the statue had an erection under his pants *funny*, some long since dead composers and other funny sites. Apparently Jim Morrison's Birthday is the 8th of December and there will be thousands of pilgrims come to see his grave. We'll still be in Paris so we shall go.

Here's some photos of our journey there: crazy pigeons and St Ambroise church.

The Soft Parade

You see i had never left the continent of NorthAmerica before, it had always been a wondorous pillow, So nice to run around growing seeds. Came to Leicester that day met a fairie named Eri, kind of heart and words he taught us Ninjitsu. Learned to teach water Yoga to those who really need it. A busy roll to London where Beck's and Hailey let us in to their home, got used to Jacket Tater's. Saw Magnificant Structures and met shining Souls. This is the best part of Europe trip i like: Cathedrals of amazing size and beauty, this trip i really like. Pretty good huh?

This one is for Hamid:

The Path
The Path of Dervishhood
is not for the sake of avoiding entanglement with the world.
No, its because nothing exists but God.

Love to all

Viva la Journey!

Mind my typing mistakes, these french keyboards have a wacky positioning of letters. Its always a bit of an adjustment when trying to do things your so used to in a different way. I never thought id take western keyboards for granted, walking, seeingg, talking maybe, not keyboards.

after an exciting week in England. My love and i have arrived in Paris.
How i wish you were here.

Staying at Georgina's Auntie's villa just outside of Paris proper. They are amazingly insightful, kind and loving people. As always i am humbled by all the beautiful people that surround me.

Discipline, and upkeeping it have always proved to be a challenge amongst the restlessness of body and mind, and as some of you may know i like challenge, and myself can be a very big challenge at times. truly while travelling, with a constant shift of environment, people and food; true foundation must come from within.

Georgy and i now are going to explore the city known to parisians as home. Ill say hi to Jim Morrison for ya ok?

Sattya Means Truth. To live, Speak, think and radiate: Truth. All of us have a yearning to know it, it fuels our curiosity, our desire and our thoughts, in some way at least. I myself have shed an ocean of tears in search of truth and it will continue to guide me throughout life.

To all the wonderful people i have been lucky to meet, and interact with. I am not worthy. This life was given to me and one day this experience, within this lovely body will change. And all of you Family, Friends, Teachers, Students, Lovers you all inspire me in so many ways you will never truly realize. Your acceptance, your generousity your care, your lessons: All you have shared. For these gifts i am not worthy, i am truly blessed to have met and known you. And a part of me will always be with you.

And now it seems travel has come. Your never truly can prepare for this, i have tried to see everyone i wanted, to do all the things i could. An i suppose its all as it is. tee hee

Honestly the 2 most motivating things in my life are simple: God and Girls. Especially one girl: Georgina. Love of loves who helps me to share love with all great and small. Should i say love one more time? will it lose its meaning?
only if you let it.

your Intention, your thoughts actions, all will direct your experience in life. Knowing that, whats really important to you? What do you want with your experince, this gift? will you open it or save it for tommorrow?

As always im a bit of a philisophical junky, and some would say my soapbox is well used. But truly i know nothing, and the more i see and do, the more i am humbled.

Allah hu Akbar!

ill keep posting....as a journal as more
ill see you soon
always love

waylon