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I posted this before, but Susan requested I post it again. I believe that ji told this tale a couple of times. The story goes that Guru Nanuk and his devotees were walking through the forest one day. They came upon a large snake, dying, and being eaten by ants. The devotees were horrified and someone asked what had the snake done in a past life to deserve this fate? Nanuk told them that in a past life the snake had been a false guru. The feasting ants had been his devotees.
This is an ironic tale coming from such a fake guru! As I like to say, KARMA HAS NO EXPIRATION DATE. Hopefully he will and we will live to see that day of reckoning.
Karen K
Modified by KarenK at Sat, Nov 11, 2023, 16:51:04
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I prefer Martin Luther King's take on justice, which is justice delayed is justice denied. If there were such a thing as karma, it would very much need a use by date.
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As fitting as Karen's re-posting of that story is, I agree: justice delayed is justice denied. The key word is delayed. I say that because every day that passes without justice is another day he gets to wallow in ill-begotten opulence guided only by his whims. Whereas his devoted followers would likely justify it as his divine entitlement to do as he pleases in the highest level of comfort during his incarnation/manifestation, the best I could come-up with was something like self-important slothfulness: flown (probably getting too lazy and bored to spend all those hours in the pilot's seat on auto-pilot) around the world with his mistress hopping from one opulent residence to another in his coveted Gulfstream being pampered by a valet, chef, chauffers, the finest food, expensive cognac, five-star luxury suites and I can only imagine what else.
Fancying himself as an executive, humanitarian, global ambassador or whatever inflated persona he wants to try on for size, he pretends a lot; interrupted only by the occasional need to don his perfect master persona to pacify and misdirect intrusive but unavoidable devotees.
And all he has to do to maintain the support system for that lifestyle is fall back on the skills schtick he honed for nearly sixty years and speak extemporaneously for an hour or so on a subject he could mutter in his sleep at infrequent "events" impeccably arranged by and paid for by followers.
So what would justice look like for someone so self-absorbed that he has no recognition or empathy for the shattered and derailed lives he left in his wake - lives he used, manipulated and exploited to selfishly engineer such a lifestyle? He's already in a position to retire and live like a king merely off the investment income derived from other peoples' money, and it's highly unlikely that justice would ever be a result of the civil or criminal justice system. So what would justice look like?
Ruling out ants, cruelty, vindictiveness, revenge and the like, that's a lot to contemplate. What would be fair?
That question is not directed at you, 13 - just wondering out loud. 
Modified by lakeshore at Sun, Nov 12, 2023, 17:54:56
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I have shared I envision a future with him selling Beanie Babies out of his trunk along Hwy 1 in Malibu. I truly don't think there is a scenario that is what would happen.
I do think that justice is a little like what I said in my other post. The world broadly knows who he is an the scope of his lifetime actions. That victims of any sort have an opportunity for accountability. That in some fashion, he is living in a way that he knows is because he's been found out. The sacrifices all the premies made for him- Maybe that turns into therapy, scholarships and help for aged premies who sacrificed their youth.
That the rebranding stops working on anyone because almost everyone knows or has had the opportunity to know the truth.
Something like that.
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"That the rebranding stops working on anyone because almost everyone knows or has had the opportunity to know the truth."
Precisely!
It just irks me, though, to think that he would simply fade into one of his lavish fortresses surrounded by loyal servants who worship the ground he walks on in spite of knowing the truth. Those "lila" types who live in cult la la land in some screwed-up state-of-mind above all concepts including right and wrong.
An expression of genuine remorse for the harm done - instead of blaming others - along with your suggestions would go a long way.
Thank you Susan!
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Well, I wonder too. I can't imagine any legal settlement. He's got his wealth and his lifestyle, and no matter what he did in the rest of his days, I expect there'd be enough dying sycophants bequeathing him their worldly goods to keep him in the style he's become accustomed to.
One of those times I hitched across America, I had a ride from a guy in a Cadillac who took me from the west of Texas to the east of Louisiana. That huge distance was his weekly commute, not only between two apparently thriving businesses, but between two homes, two wives, two sets of kids. Life for him was very full, and very good. I heard the details all the way across Texas. Through Louisiana, the conversation turned, along the lines of yeah, but what is life really about - well, I was a premie on the way to a festival.
When he dropped me off he was in tears. Of course the life he was leading was madly stressful, and he felt he actually couldn't cope much longer. He'd very much like to drop it all and come to see the guru. I was relieved he didn't.
Hitch-hiking such long distances meant I was often all day or longer in someone's company, and they often really opened up about their lives. I guess they knew they'd never see me again, so were able to speak knowing their secrets were safe. I have to say, I never saw a lifestyle close-up that I could be jealous of or wish to emulate, and some of the houses I stayed over in were pretty fancy.
In short, those trappings of success, the houses and planes and so on, don't persuade me that someone is living a life of contentment. Not at all. I'd hate to have such needs and requirements! Yes, it's a great shame he's conned so many people out of so much, but I doubt his life of huge appetites and excessive consumption and strained relationships is very satisfying at all. The man is a parasite, and I wouldn't want to be standing in his super expensive custom leather shoes.
There'll be no compensation for his victims, but I doubt he has anything to be jealous of. There's a troubled man behind the facade he works so hard to maintain.
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Working in factories, building sites and railway yards I was often all day or longer in someone's company, and they never really opened up about their lives, I'm nt a very warm-hearted guy. I guess they knew I' didn't give a damn, so were able to speak knowing their secrets were safe. I have to say, I never saw a lifestyle close-up that I could be jealous of or wish to emulate, and some of the houses I stayed over in were pretty nasty.
In short, those trappings of failure, the rented houses and 2nd-hand cars and so on, don't persuade me that someone is living a life of contentment. Not at all. I'd hate to have so little and so many worries! Yes, it's a great shame he's conned so many people out of so much, but I doubt his life of huge appetites and excessive consumption and strained relationships is very unpleasant at all. The man is a parasite, and I wouldn't want to be standing in his super expensive custom leather shoes.
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Yeah, funny. Obviously, poverty is harder. Been there, lived that. And there are people with money and an easy life. But I suspect Rawat's life is nothing like the image he tries to project, of getting everything just so, impeccable. Surely no-one with such exacting demands has a life of ease.
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It might look like poverty, chastity and obedience. Good argument for justice delayed is justice denied-
He seemed to think living in an Indian ashram was proper punishment for Jagdeo - well, until the legend as told by Elan Vital (not Prem who speaks now of courage)
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no holidays, on call at all times - valet to some rich guy with unpleasant habits.
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I think driving would be too fun a service for Prem. But preparing someone else's cognac?
"The scene was comical/pathetic (in retrospect). Alvaro or john miller would bring a crystal glass out to the dining room, m at the end of the table, perhaps a couple people sitting against the walls of the dining room…sometimes 5 or 6. the glass would be on a smallish tray with the glass covered (all the way from the kitchen to the dining room). the serving premie would have the other hand over the heart…the glass placed on the table in front of m and the server bowing with eyes closed…. backing out of the room. I witnessed this ritual countless times."
Some of the photos in the Indian premie fan pages reflect how the service premies back to walls eyes averted line the walls.
Seriously though, karma might look more like one of the descriptions of a South Beach Deca hotel or one of the mattress on the floor ashrams.
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Lakeshore has described the woes of an ashram premie so well I hesitate to say this but not quite so horrific as being at Rawat's beck and call day and night forever and ever amen.
yes, I did think it was a funny idea but I was also serious, I found myself thinking the valet has to be remembered. And the thing I like about it is that it echoes what it was like internally for every premie.
That scene - ouch, triple ouch with the hand on heart - it is a horror unfolding.
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Thank you for saying that.
Taking it a step (or a giant leap) further, it's as if to say that Prem Rawat having to live with himself is justice enough. I caught a glimpse of the troubled man behind the facade in the coffee shop video - the heavy weight of so much to hide. The extreme psychological strain of having to prevent a caldera of molten shame and guilt from ever erupting into his consciousness.
( One of those times... across America!? )
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I wouldn't suggest it's justice enough. Just probably all the justice we're getting.
There's a lot of evidence that having money beyond being able to easily pay your bills and to have a little more for the occasional splash out and some savings for ironing out the hard times, having more isn't that satisfying. Enough is enough, and more doesn't always help.
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Satguru Dev Shri Hans Ji Maharaj - Blessed Be His Name has written:
Being engrossed in occupations, we have forgotten Him who has created such a beautiful creation. Even though we can now fly in the sky, how much more comfortably will we be able to fly when we become a crow or an eagle after transmigration into the 8.4 million species. Neither passport nor petrol will be required there. A11 the scriptures, including the Gita, and all the saints and seers say that the last wish of a dying person is his fate. Guru Nanak says that one who dies remembering money is bound to become a snake. "
Prem forgot what Shri Hans really said just like he forgot the real techniques and came up with those useless ones in 1987. Guru Nanak would be rolling in His grave except He's not really dead, a Satguru lives forever but a little-boy-guru who never grew up dies thinking of money
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I am glad you told the story again. Interesting way to bolster his credibility. Almost as weird as the scorpion story.
I think most of all I just want the truth out and known to anyone he deals with so people can know who he is before they trust him or his organizations in any way.
I guess some follower could think the fable means we want to feast upon his demise. I don't think that's what most of feel. I think it's the lack of scrutiny and accountability. If the snake is an analogy, I think he's a snake that has rebranded so well that he's teaching peace in public and church of England schools and in government programs. I would just be glad if the world in general was more warned about him.
Just recognize he is a snake and cross the road would be great. Maybe if some of the people he has hurt get a little justice and are believed. I wouldn't mind hearing he is having to live in maybe only one of his many homes and can't afford the private jet.
https://www.prem-rawat-bio.org/premies/dettmers/dettmers10.html
Like the horror of living in suburban Denver and have one car, a chevy. As Mishler had suggested...
"Our lawyer opined that the bungalow in Denver was appropriate under the circumstances. However, he could not see how DLM could justify the Malibu estate. He also felt that a Chevrolet better suited the position of Chief Minister, and certainly not an expensive motorhome or a Rolls Royce. Finally, he said that Maharaji should have been paid a salary by the church, and that he should have paid for his and his family's personal expenses, including food and clothing, out of his salary."
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Modified by Susan at Sun, Nov 12, 2023, 18:20:42
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