Too Many Questions, Too Few Answers

Oh well, I wasn't planning on doing another deep blog but after ending a conversation with Skeen it's kinda hard not too. Coming into such a spiritual place for Hindus and driving through the fog early this morning has kinda awed me in the same way one would revere a religion walking into a chapel (but obviously in classic Indian style they don't need gold plated arches to throw you into the same space). Before coming to this place I was beginning to question how I would deal with how this mindset that a billion people follow would clash with my ideology. This day of peace locked away in the hotel has allowed me to settle my thoughts on the subject... And yes I'm putting this into a blog before I go out onto the Ganges tomorrow and this is all thrown out the window. I've decided that (wait for the classic Skeen bombshell) - it really doesn't matter. Wait... No, maybe it does matter. Maybe we are all wrong. No that can't be right. I'm muddled. I've been muddled with where I stand on things since this trip hit me and trying to write out how I feel about religion is going to be something I try crack at in Goa. Wish me luck with that.

Hugo

P.S I can indeed confirm that I am an awful cheater and am deeply ashamed. (Oh the inside jokes!)