driftreality
Jun 2nd, 2001
Jun 2nd, 2001
The Swede
The Swede was an interesting little man who I originally mistook for a German. He called me gentleman on the shuttle in the airport. I was seated next to him when I offered my seat to some small Malaysian girl. He called me a gentleman and we began to talk.
He told me how he had just come from a conference in Australia where he had listened to the Maharaja speak. He told me that the message was that one should always enjoy their life in the present. Not a change in lifestyle necessarily, but more of a change in perspective. He reminded me a bit of one of the aloof teachers at my Hawkwan in Korean.
