One of the best things about life are the strange twist it takes. Way back in the sixties Kadizzle can remember the Krisna cult. The Krisna people as you will remember used to dance around and chant. Begging in airports was one of their specialties. What really made the Krisnas special was that they settled in the hills near my hometown of Wheeling, West Virginia. Kadizzle could write a page about the marble edifice they built and the strange stories that go with it. One quick instance always comes to mind when Kadizzle thinks of them. Years ago when Erin was only about six or seven she went for a walk in Moundsvill, West Virginia with her cousin while we were vistiong my brother Tom.
Cindy and Erin walked by the State Prison witch was a very scary and intimidating place. Inside the prison was one of the Krisna’s imprisioned for murder. In front of the prison the Krisna followers were protesting with an elephant. The elephant marched back and forth with a large sign that read “Free Swami”. Ironically, my bother in his construction business had done work for Swami, and sold him some equipment.
Now, back to the present. Kadizzle likes to bed down at night with some peaceful music in his headphones. With the Spotify service you can select a genre. After choosing meditatiion it was not long before Krisna music came up. Strangely Kadizzle has come to like the Krisna chants. There is something about the chants that create a tranquil state. Forty years later Kadizzle can see how these people were sort of self hypotised into a state of bliss. So the next time you see someone in an orange sheet dancing in the airport look closely, it could Swami Kadizzle chanting.
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