How the F*** did I get here?

We called her Fat Amber. Not an offence , just a description. We were friends. Told me meditation. I believed her. She was not evil inside. She was god in her own world. That gave me another idea. If I am a singleton, then who is my God? If I can do this and not blow my head up, I become God. That is a paradox.

Searched mediation exeter in google. Diamond Way Buddhism was the first hit. I trusted Google. I trusted Myself. I saw public talk advert. I walked through the snow. Talk was cancelled. They just invited me in. We had cup of tea and chat. Heads stayed on. Buddhism not threat. Ok to try real thing.