My Ode to The Forgotten Ones

 Without Asians I would not be alive.  I can continue to have connection with them until I leave this realm forever.  I am a Buddhist Rinpoche, and I am the heiress of The Triad on Oahu..  I am so angry today.  I was with the Japanese on Waikiki as they drove the keys out, internationally.  Peter and I gained our notoriety, royally, there under their gaze.  Polynesians would take me aside when nights were unsafe.  I ran the lines for the Triad when they their began to be cognitively confused.  I received my Rinpoche White Tara, and Prayer Cord to protect the Dalai Lama, when I was in my late twenties, thus it was a sign I had become an enlightened being in this lifetime.  I taught computer science at a PhD level of Pascal and all other studies to North Vietnamese royalty at my university school at Como Park High School.  I also took time to help teach Hmong students English at Como Park and they now are in law enforcement and medicine in St. Paul.  They still live in there multigenerational style lives.  I took a year and a half to master 9 different martial arts and 22 weapons with samauri swords through Chung Moo Quan and that is Korean.  My grandmother, who I found to be my stepmother, was an evermore and who was the grandmother of Herihito.  She was a Japanese Butterfly thus had blond hair and blue eyes.  I became the head of The Shou Lin temple when I was guarding the whole crew when they visited The Mall of America about 8 years ago.  At the same time I met The Confucious twins.  They were actually 3 beautiful sisters who were a little over 6 feet tall and were models in New York City.  The head sister introduced herself to me after the Shou Lin Monk Master introduced himself to me and also touched me on my shoulder.  I met Kenny Tranh at Seven Sushi and Steak house.  He is an opium house dragon and is the head of opium trade from birth.  Just know that I know who and what I know, and if you go at my Asian world, you go at me.  You will never end up happy.  I now challenge all line deputies to get in line before it all goes Chinese.  Manderin has been the language of Kings, but now we change to Cantonese, I sing this song to my Cambodians here in MN, and my Rinpoche in New York State who is also Cambodian speaking in Tibetan and studying Tibetan Buddhism.  They speak perfect Tibetan and The Khmer Rougue Crew under Pol Pot lineage is Chab and he loves to race on croch rockets in the OC and Vegas.  My tattoos are Chung Moo in chakle form on my right ankle, a colored gecko with a Japanese sign for birth life growth on my 4th chackra, and a lower back tattoo that is in a Tibetan that says living a pure life.