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Re: I think you are trying to kid me.. -- Pauline Premie | Top of thread | Forum |
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Pauline, As you know I am your Guru Maharaji's Guru Maharaji. Everything flows from my lotus feet. Even though, my son, Prem, was denounced by my wife and his mother, Mata Ji, and I do feel an allegiance to my other Perfect Master son, Sat Pal, I still support Prem in his efforts to advance the family business. Pauline, I'm trying to be your friend here, so I hope you don't take it wrong and end up getting angry with me. And, remember that this life is an illusion. It's all maya. All that matters is you dedicate your life and your earnings power to the Perfect Master, whether that Master is Sat Pal or Prem Pal. It's your choice - Pepsi-Cola or Coke-a-Cola. Just remember that both are colas that quench your thirst. First, my dearest Pauline, there's a huge difference between you and Pauline, that difference between you and You see, Pauline, at that time, Let me remind you, Pauline, of the night when you saw the divinity manifested in the flesh for the very first time at the Student Union of the And the very next day he took you up to Maharaji's teepee in the canyon on Highway 119. And hadn't you spent the whole previous summer living with the STP Family up in So, in short time you got Knowledge from Fakiranand and you left the STP Family and moved in with your new family and you threw yourself into it completely. You moved to
You jumbled, panhandled, and worked at that, uh, er, gentleman's club on Colfax. And I must tell you that while I was there only in spirit, you did a fine job. You were great. You could get a rise out of a dead man. But nevermind that and just don't tell Mata Ji or my other consorts. None of that matters, Pauline, because it was all for the Lord and it felt so damn good. I mean, it felt so good for you. Nevermind. I'm just an old man re-living my past and thinking about what could have been had I been the first Perfect Master to conquer the West. And believe it or not, Pauline, it only got worse for you during the rest of the mad 70's. You surrendered it all up to be with your Lord. You desperately wanted to join the ashram and live with Joan Apter, but with those two little children it just wasn't going to happen. And you accepted that and you were gracious in your defeat. But from that point on you were destined to be an outsider, a less than, a householder. And I know just how difficult it was because for you because your man left you as soon as he could to join the ashram to leave you raising those two little children. And later when the ashrams closed he moved back in with you because he had nowhere to go. But you were strong and you didn't feel it was right for your kids when he kept bringing men home to have sex with on the kitchen floor. So you took the kids and left. You left everything that you owned. They were just material goods that didn't mean anything to you. They were just a few things you had found in the dirty alleys of Denver that you dragged back to that rat hole you had the foolish pride to call a home. And, Pauline, your twice weekly trips to the plasma center so that you'd have enough money to buy fresh fruit and vegetables could only be appreciated by your children who were far too young to understand anything about nutrition. It's as if you cared about someone other than Maharaji, your Lord. And that's ok, Pauline. As a father I do understand. And don't think for a moment that any of Prem's children went lacking for even one moment. Hardly! And, Pauline the Premie, your cross-country 42 hour non-stop trips riding on the scrawny dog (Greyhound) from And, Pauline, your one easy trip back to Los Angeles turned into a nightmare of its own that was in that premie bus with the sky dome where everyone was fucking like rabbits with their asses furiously pumping up and down all day and all night long like brain-dead mechanical Long Beach oil pumps exposed to the blistering sun and blue cool evening moon will only be known to you and why you didn't partake is the only reason you didn't have a child in that year. Pauline, did you ever have to think more than a moment as to whether you should quit your job and jump in somebody's van to head off to see Maharaji for a day or maybe two? No, not even a heartbeat passed because you knew! You knew, Pauline. You had the Knowledge and you didn't have to think. And there's the big difference between you and your beloved And then your lover boy, But, you're right Pauline. But, you see, Pauline, when
You were a women in Maharaji's world, Pauline. Sure, there was a brief and shiny moment for women in the Divine Light Mission, but it was canceled before it ever began. Pauline, But, Pauline, it all turned out for the best because now Pauline, you are a devotee of the Living Perfect Master. And you should have been a devotee in my time because your quaint efforts and sincerity just don't cut it in a world where money talks and bullshit walks. Or is that if you have money your bullshit talks? I don't know, Pauline. I'm a foolish old man. In fact, I'm dead. And I'm so fucking tired. Pauline, you just don't know how exhausting it is for me to watch all of this as it unfolds. I've watched this battle between my two sons. And my son Sat Pal, for all his faults, at least tells it the way I used to tell it - strong and truthful. We, Sat Pal and myself, were Perfect Masters from a divine lineage. People came to sing arti and kiss our feet. We'd tell them what they had to come to hear - that we were their Lord. There was and is with Sat Pal, no pussy footing around. And yet with Prem Pal it's just lies and more lies. It's cheat and deceit.
I am torn and I am at a loss. All that I have worked for is for naught. All that I have worked for has been turned to cheap lies and PR gimmicks. I am tired of this. Finally, Pauline, you're too old old for
Blessings, Pauline. I know you need them. Life's a bitch and it's especially cruel when you are either completely unconscious or completely duped. Modified by Shri Hans at Thu, Jun 02, 2005, 02:22:20 |
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