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Longtime readers and now short term readers, too, know that there are a couple areas here in Kitschland that appeal to me.  One of them, Vinoy Park, on the waterfront in downtown St. Pete, is always a neat place to visit.  It is a favorite of joggers, walkers, volleyballers, fisherfolks and anyone else wanting to get out and be part of this great place.  You can usually see about anything and as I sat on one of the park benches looking out at the Bay and people watching, I noticed these guys.  





It was a group of people sitting on their little cushioned squares meditating.  There was a banner describing their activity, or lack thereof, and I grabbed a brochure and took some pictures.  I figured a sedate "Ohming" group of eastern spiritualists wouldn't be too pissed off.   





The brochure explained that this is called Falun Dafa.  It is a series of exercises that enhances "Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance"  The five exercises of Falun Dafa are 1. Buddha Displaying a Thousand Hands, 2. Falun Standing Stance, 3. Penetrating the Two Extremes, 4. Falun Cosmic Circuit, and 5. Strengthening Higher Abilities.   Sorry, guys, but they all sound like new age sexual positions to me.  And if sitting on your ass doing nothing is a "thing", I've been doing it for decades.




I firmly believe there is a use for this in Northlandia.  I'm thinking Frieden Farms in Keithsburg could use some of this for their employees before workdays.  Kelly and Keith could gather all the guys together for a half hour of meditation, reflection, and what was it, forbearance? This would put them in the perfect mood for driving those semi's or tractors.    




On the way out I decided to take just one more picture and noticed that this guy may have been cheating just a bit.  I wonder if stealing glances at his cell phone is part of the exercises.  Me thinks he has his back to the main sidewalk for a reason.

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