I, (not inherently existent), twenty one years, born in Kapilavastu, from the tear of Chenrezig, my guru, supreme spiritual friend. I, mahayana babe, too lucky!

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Once upon a time there was a girl more intelligent than anyone else. Really; gosh, that’s unusual! Her name was Oceané, and she was born under a sal tree in Fawkner. Really, what, like the Buddha? Well, if the truth be told, she arrived a teeny weeny babe, that her mother gasped at, and said, “All that effort for that.” This was actually at the Royal Melbourne Hospital, in Parkville Victoria, under the watchful eye of Lord Buddha, otherwise known as Glynn White, friend of Weary Dunlop and Frank Forster.

Her mother Grace, was a nurse, who happily, naturally enjoyed looking after the welfare of others. This is somewhat debatable, however.

After growing up a bit, from the age of about five years, there was Leeda, a guide friend, born to take care of the blind. We used to share cups of tea together, specially arranged with Oceane’s own formal tea ceremony. Much later a Buddhist temple was constructed nearby.