I started watching The Highest Pass, a movie about a guru and a bunch of Americans who take their motorcycles over the highest road in the world through Ladakh. I thought, how cool. Bunch of motorcycle mavins on the top of the world, all kinds of adventures, beautiful sights. But first you have to listen to quite a long bit of platitudes. I'm tired of platitudes, especially the ones that make the obvious sound mystical, or the ones that sound meaningful but don't mean anything at all. In the end, had to quit watching. It was like sitting in the KH listening to the true believers trot out all their memorized "understanding" as if quoting these platitudes is the same as actually knowing something.
Too bad. I was hoping it would be sort of like Endless Summer.
What passes for wisdom nowadays is stuff that fits on bumper stickers.