I AM no longer the boy who was born on the shores of San Francisco Bay in 1972 while Black Sabbath droned on the delivery room reel-to-reel. I AM The Afghani Bullrider. I was born to die, and I must now suffer until that death because my parents were lonely and wanted a baby. I will try to make my time here on earth useful by helping others.
I come from a mountain top in the mists to put heavy music on the heads of the infidel. I was trained on the mystic arts in a wooden box on a pier behind the Elevated Ice Cream Company in the lowlands of Port Townsend in the mid to late '80s. Recent visions have called me to resurrect The Heaviness Spirit in the name of Jefferson County, Washington.
--Afghani Bullrider
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Tibet In Exile...
Ramesh Balsekar