Brahma Dung Ananda

Dear WebMistress,

It’s me Cletis I am writing you this to let you know the latest on Brahma Dung Ananda.

A couple of days ago me and the boys finally got around to cleaning the Yugo. As we washed and scrubbed, a strange thing happened. The whole thing just fell apart! Seems it was held together by the Bull Shit and other similar elements. I tell you it was the strangest thing!.. It let out a groan and then it wheezed and just fell apart. Me and the boys were just standing there taking off our hats and scratching out heads when Brahma Dung Ananda walked up. His eyes grew big and he walked around the pile of Yugo parts three times. He sat down and meditated for five minutes!

We felt just terrible. Brahma Dung Ananda seemed to have a strange serene look on his face. Dusty told Brahma Dung Ananda that we were terribly sorry. He said that Brahma Dung Ananda could use his pickup until we could come up with another car. "I can pull out this old Vespa motor scooter from my barn to ride around on until we git you fixed up!" He volunteered.

"Vespa? I’ve always wanted a Vespa. Would you consider letting me have it?" Asked Brahma Dung Ananda with some real excitement in his voice.

"Sure!" Said Dusty. "I’ll go get it and take it to Hansons Motorcycle and Lawn Mower Repair shop to git it in tip top shape!"

Brahma Dung Ananda said. "When one door shuts, another opens! I’ve always considered myself the dangerous motorcycle type!" He then looked at the heap of Yugo and said. "Time for a change."

None of us really understood what he meant by that. However, the next day, we brought the Vespa out in Dusty’s pickup.

Brahma Dung Ananda danced around with glee as he saw it. Then he ran inside his trailer and came out with an old saddlebag that I gave to him to decorate up the trailer. It was stuffed with some clothes and I could see the neck of a bottle of Spirit Guide sticking out of one of the bags. He tied this bag over the seat and then ran back inside the trailer and returned with a can of Lone Star Beer. He shook it and then popped the tab. It spewed all over us and then he aimed it at the motor scooter. "I christen you Pegasus! God of the highway!" He cried.

"Omens must be honored! The death of my mystical Yugo and the appearance of the Magical Vespa, Pegasus, has revealed that it is time that I leave this second world country of Texas! You have treated me with respect and honor. Because of this, I hereby proclaim that from this day forward, you will be blessed and rise to the status of a first class nation! This is no easy task, considering how truly backward you are and the strange way you talk. But my greatness knows no bounds!"

Then he turned to me and said. "Cletis! Take this wonderful band of Spiritual seekers and party on into enlightenment!"

With that he mounted the Vespa and Dusty showed him how to start it up.

Realizing that he was leaving, I quickly reached inside my wallet and handed him a couple of hundred dollars.

He took the money, smiled and rode off into the blazing sun.

By the way, our meditations have really been awesome lately.

If he turns up in your neck of the woods, please let us know.

Yours in love and light,
Cletis

PS: I heard from that Sin Say fellow that you are going on vacation soon. If so, me and the boys would be happy to extend a warm Texas welcome to you.