"The middleclass non-identity which usually finds its perfect expression on the outskirts of the campus in rows of well-to-do houses with lawns and television sets is each living room with everybody looking at the same thing and thinking the same thing at the same
time while the Japhies of the world go prowling in the wilderness to hear the voice
crying in the wilderness, to find the
ecstasy of the stars, to find the dark mysterious secret of the origin of faceless wonderless crapulous civilization." ~Chapter
6 of Dharma Bums by Jack Kerouac
Chad climbed to Dharamsala to meet the Dalai Lama and then decided to wander around the California mountains writing
poetry and munching on granola. That Bodhisattva sometimes hitchhikes from coast to coast, he's a real Dharma
Bum, a real Japhy!
