Energy but it is not my energy...
Roy in the seventies
Energy…It is not my energy...
When I came to Auroville, it was like an extension of that existence I already was living.
"Here is your ticket for Sunday."
"But I can't leave on Sunday, I don't have a visa!"
On Friday I go to the Indian Consulate. The Indians there hate India, they really
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