Beatles Ashram Rishikesh
Wow, this was a massive abandoned Ashram I came to at sunset. I imagined the Fab Four walking down the lanes in its hayday. They had acheived Godking status and the world seemed to be about to blossom into something strange and new. Must have been about 1967 or so. And they were like the Godkings of the West, philosopher kings, here to visit the great Godking of the East and exchange wisdom. Thinking back there was a lot of hope back then. But everything sort of fell to peices. They didnt like the dude because they thought he was hitting on their girlfreinds. The sixties turned into the seventies. All the greatest died. Ghosts now.
The place is a reflection of the dream that the world is having now. Derilection. A dream of peace shattered. Crippled monkeys. broken glass.
Im going to come back here and explore some more. Maybe find an old guitar pick or something.
The place is a reflection of the dream that the world is having now. Derilection. A dream of peace shattered. Crippled monkeys. broken glass.
Im going to come back here and explore some more. Maybe find an old guitar pick or something.
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