Q had always said to himself - " You cannot find Enlightenment in a backwater. .." - but what place wasn't that - even within the college town of B_____ in which he had floundered for so many years... It's because in "backwaters" (towns, villages, suburbs - even large metropoles) so to speak everyone's concerns were so eminently distractible, time-bound, self-referential, fleeting, impermanent, driven by habit. In such places, there was no erstwhile mountaintop to climb, no desert to cross, no golden, mystical, oceanic shoreline to trek along - which is not to say that such exotic excursions were guaranteed to have the desired effect either. Q had no intentions of making a long pilgrimage anywhere such as to Canterbury or a Buddhist monastery in Nepal. This town was filled with smart-enough folks no doubt, some even with a hint of spiritual knowledge - experts resting on their little perches and pinnacles who made Q nervous and a good deal resentfu...
(...A SEQUENCE OF RANDOM THOUGHTS ON TOPICS DU JOUR...)