Corpus of a Siam Mosquito by Steven (Steven David Justin) Sills
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body one moment and then find his head shaved and a robe on what had
been out there as a marketable commodity. --Such a transformation from prostitute to a monk really occurs? --Indeed, it does. When the goals of money don't arise well from prostitution, being a monk is a position that commands respect and an escape from destitution. It has a morose facade but in such a somber demeanor like that of Jatupon it has its own splendor --What splendor can be had in such a pointless and austere profession? --Well for one, a given monk might put on some military clothes and go off to the local masseuse for a Thai massage of the most dissolute dimensions. It is an easy thing for a young monk to do: just take the expense for the whore out of the monastery coffer --When Buddha was born in Lumpini Park in Nepal was it so that men might engage in the recidivism of their animalistic natures? --All you need to do to answer that question is see the types of whores parading themselves in Lumpini Park in Bangkok, Thailand not to mention the male prostitutes waiting for money and sexual experiences in the shadows of the trees. Everything changes. Good men are distorted into Gods, and philosophy is made into a sordid religion. Buddhism, Christianity, Islam, Hinduism-it is all a perversion of the founder's ideas. --How do you know these things? --What things? --About the meeting with the senator --How do I know about the meeting with the senator? --Yes, how do you know this? --How do I know this? mumbled the mosquito confoundedly.-They are in Jatupon's head. --And how does he know them? --How does he know them? Because of the night when they were drinking |
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