I got to Ayers Rock (Uluru as the original aborigine's call it) about sunset. I climbed to the top to meet god. He wasn't there. There was an old brown man with one white eye sitting in front of the most exquisite ice sculpture of a kangaroo you have ever seen. Spread out beside this silent man was a shrimp buffet. I ask who was getting married. He just answered, "Who who who who who who." I understood I had to eat so much shrimp that I passed out and entered the Dream Time. I sat down next to him and began to eat. He serenaded me until I grew full and sleepy. "Who who who who who who...."
