(New Age April, 1994)
The way don Juan had looked at me there in the bus station was exceptional – an unprecedented event in my life. There was something remarkable about his eyes, which seemed to shine with a light all their own. You see, we are – unfortunately we don’t want to accept this, but we are apes, anthropoids, simians. There’s a primary knowledge that we all carry, directly connected with the two-million-year-old person at the root of our brain. And we do our best to suppress it, which makes us obese, cardiac, cancer prone. It was on that archaic level that I was tackled by don Juan’s gaze, despite my annoyance and irritation that he had seen through my pretense to expertise in the bus station.