The meaning of life…

Here we have another chapter on  the life journey of Harun bin Perci al-Zelandi and a wee treatise on that great enigma “The meaning of life”

And lo, Harun Bin Perci al-Zelandi did venture forth unto the countryside and it was all very pleasant up there in his caravan in his paddock, surrounded by lambs and grass and rednecks. By day, hawks flew vigil overhead while bellbirds and tuis called out in the trees. By night, the sound of rampant cattle beasts in the surrounding farm land and sneaksie stock rustlers killing sheep.

Alas, the place was all together uninspiring for the cultured sensitivities of a great prophet and sage.  Hence the total lack of updates. He could write about shit that would be highly amusing but got people in trouble or ramble on about the banalities of eating and sleeping. Much like so many fools Facebook feeds.  Then again, posting images of his fathers cooking disasters could have provided much mirth.

Ultimately though, the meaning of life could not be found in a caravan in a paddock in Eketahuna.  Now, back in the great urbanised locality of the Hutt Valley, Harun shall share his musings with renewed vigour!    Allahu akhbar!

Speaking of the meaning of life…

Early on in the piece, your humble narrator did muse about a place in Thailand and Laos called Sala Kae Ku.   Wandering into his hotel one night in Nong Khai he chanced upon a piece of black and white printed A4 which stated “The meaning of life is in Nong Khai” and happened to be the key to all those confounding mythological statues located at Sala Kae Ku.   He thought he’d share this with his avid readers and random Google searchers…

aronimus took a photo of it, but fortunately another traveller  managed to scan a copy of a similar document, though without purporting to know the meaning of life, merely claiming to be a diagram of The Wheel of Life.  Which looks much better than aronimus’ grainy image, so here it is.

Bask in its awesomeness!  If you click on it, it’s actually big enough to read the text, no less.  Anyways, it all about being born and marrying and rooting and breeding and cheating and ultimately dying.   While all this is going on, one is dodging or embracing the influences of te poaka (police), suits, love, crims and beggars among other things.  So armed with this legendary piece of A4 born wisdom, may thou safely navigate the influences on your horizons.  Make of it what thou will.

Go forth and be born and live full lives and die a good death!  Amen.