I have climbed to the top of the pyramid and beheld life’s greatest mysteries. Turns out, the mystery was basically how to mass-produce cheese. Was not that thrilling honestly. The Buddhist monk who sent me on my quest could have just saved me a lot of time by being honest & upfront. But that’s not what those sneaky bastards do. I wouldn’t have gone if I had known that. I could have just visited a manufacturing plant in Des Moines. This was the first time I realized what was to become my life’s mantra… F**K the Buddhists.
