Munch their Meal in a Monastery?

Meditating and moaning on measly meal of more Mesclun, miserable Monks, Meditating for meaty Mars bar............from mama.

good strong image and a nice simplicity in this,wonder how got to be there to take this

"Wonder how got to be there to take this"..........WELL LET ME TELL YA.

In 2011 I was living in a 7 bedroom home on 7.8 acres of land. In my 4 car garage I was driving Lamborghini (red) and had a Cessna 402 at my disposal. Life was good, very very good. I could use my Cessna to fly me to Aquavit restaurant in New York where I could enjoy a great Scandinavian meal, not cheap but delish. I had a 3,000 square foot walk in closet that looked like a department store and a yacht with two Jacuzzi baths, and a cottage in Florida. Yet that hunger inside of me was not squelched, something was amiss. It was a lie, I was seduced by my wealth and when I recognized it was a lie it was a time to step over the line and leave it all behind. A traumatic event pushed me to that recognition. The darkness that followed after the event made me realize the yin and yang , the lightness and darkness that was in me. We are all born with the capacity to be anything, anything imaginable becomes possible, and that can be transformed into action, for better or for worse. I then chose "better". I recognized I had the potential to become a good citizen, a good person. So, after giving up all my worldly goods, my job. I was now alone (after the traumatic event) I purchased a ticket to Bangkok to join the Sangha of Theraveda Buddhist Monks and now have become a professional mendicant , a teacher, and have built three orphanages. The short story of course is I went up to these young monks and shot them before their lunch.

Wished I had not asked now,ever thought about writing a book lol,my biggest worry is when you said you shot them [not a very nice thing to do] when they arrest you and put you in jail for shooting the monks I will send you a file over so you can escape[getting as bad as you now lol

LOL, well that is what you get for asking. Reminds me of the song "I shot the sheriff but I did not shoot the deputy".