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One hot summer in Barcelona, in the early nineties, I was walking down by Plaza Catalunya, among hordes of tourists. He wore a T-shirt - "Melb. Uni. - the salt of the earth". The man held a map, and looked lost.
I said, "Can I help you? Are you a professor at Melbourne University?"
He said, "I've got a bookshop, always full of students, and they often give me these T-shirts, to bring the tidings all over the world." We went for coffee, and exchanged phone numbers.
After that, we talked across 20,000 kms, and his spirituality stunned me. My wife died and each time, talking to him, he lifted me out of my dull depression for days. When he achieved mystical union with God, he told me the next day. After 15 years, he gave me the date he would die, and asked me to write his story.
He died on the day he said he would.