I made two miracles with witness. Obviously, there is more to me than just mad thoughts of imagination. I found myself not particularly enlightened though: too angry and judgemental in my anger and righteousness so annoying. I probably never was a high priest or priestess in my past life and if even this is true, and I was, I must say that means shit as to my capacity to be enlightened or not. The real holy monks are not the glamour ones. They live in poverty and when they come out into the world to teach, they appear extremely holy and devotional. They are enlightened way more than i ever was. What I have though that i know, seems to be much experience of canadian streets and culture.