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This is the final extract from Harvest of Gems vol 1-2. You could say these writings were a prequel to Harvest of Gems vol. 3. Which many of you have already read in past posts in December and January: The voyage through Eurasia 93-94.....
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The young Lama told me to change my dollars on the Indian black-market. He told me I could stay at the monasteries for a dollar a day. The young Lama also told me that the Karmapa crisis was turning now into a kind of Vatican war. The tulku system was now also collapsing. The new holy kids just didn't have the juice. The success rate was now only twenty percent. The west and its temptations were smashing the system to bits.
The young Lama was a tulku himself, but he had never been enthroned like his great uncle. It was really bad for the EGO. All the greats were dying and not being replaced fast enough. I checked into a motel in San Diego and got ready for the countdown. Apple was back from Prague. " Bring them some peanut butter. They're dying for some peanut butter, " he urged. " What's Prague like? " I asked. " Beautiful! " he exclaimed. " They will be pleased to see you. They will be pleased.." Apple then hung-up. I felt sheer dread and total excitement.
I took a warm bath and just stared into space. I was dreaming about near-death escapades and mind to mind talks with the Lamas. The Hopi guy called at the last minute, asking for some flower seeds from Nepal. I hugged everyone goodbye and was driven to LAX. It was finally show-time and I almost missed the plane.