Indigo Adults and the Illusionary World of Maya

I was riding the bus going past Lincoln Park and I saw an odd looking, rather large man in a green t-shirt sitting on the ground on a small blanket. He was scratching his left armpit with his right hand and scattering garbage around him. He was sitting facing the bus I was riding on, […]

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