For you Clark one of my best friends born in Manchester England a funny little english guy wanted to follow the footsteps of Guatama Buddha, he travel to India and walk town to town barefoot with a back pack, few funds and a heart the sized of mount everest, he said he wanted to understand the heart of the Buddha. His story stuck with me, although I have never been to India or Tibet I have many friends there. I have travel but have not made it there yet. I study buddhism from my friend the English wacko. By the way he was white. Belief for the most part is regional, America the melting pot we have every religion under the sun. You know what I think is funny and positive, a white looking person attending the Black muslim mosque in Harlem. Is all in the mind how we perceive ourselves, and I guess the same can be said about religion.
