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Asia Pacific: Its role in the new world disorder
I was twenty. A wintry dawn filled the sky above the low buildings of Shino-In, a small Buddhist temple forming part of the main monastery complex of the Shingon sect situated at the top of Mount Koya in Japan. In the silent room of tatami mats, plastered walls and paper windows, beside my futon, my tea, left in a cup from the night before, had frozen solid. I had not slept much; it had been too cold. The night had passed as a kaleidoscope of images: the African savannahs of my childhood; the great cities of the West where I had studied and worked; the beaches and palm trees of Hawaii, left only days before. With morning, these familiar images slipped away. Alone in the monastery, I felt completely disconnected from everything.
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