Yesterday, I visited the former ashram of the Maharishi Maheshyogi, where the Beatles once stayed to practice transcendental meditation. I dangerously snuck in the back way (thanks, Chelsea!) so I wouldn't have to bribe the guard. It's a huge, huge place--almost a mini-city--that was once self-sustaining but is now abandoned and slowly being consumed by the forest: a vision of the future? The site is peppered with weirdly-shaped meditation huts, including the little cells where John, Paul, George, and Ringo wrote the White Album, so it is said. Strange but spookily beautiful place.
That's all I feel like writing today.
11 April 2008
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