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Date: Tues, Nov 17, 1998 at 20:38:04 (EST)
From: Evidence (6),(7),(8)
Email: None
To: Nigel, Jim, JW, TD
Subject: Gordon, Danny & Amanda
Message:
The following three contributors Gordon Byrne, Amanda
Puri and Danny Paul (all aka. Nigel) said very little that
was controversial about Maharaji, but each made a point of
including something the revisionists would find too
embarrasing to publish. For each, the scalpel was applied
pretty much as predicted. If you want to read the originals
in full, you had better hop over to the Elk site quickly,
for by this time tomorrow they will have vanished like the
melting snow.
First we have phantom philosopher Gordon Byrne - a ghastly
pseudo-intellectual prat who regards Maharaji as 'the
ultimate philosopher'
(PS to Jethro: sorry you had to waste your anger on this
non-existent idiot!)
Gordon, in the midst of much unstinting praise for his
master, allows just the teensy-weensiest hint of a criticism
to slip from his pen. Fortunately the sharp-eyed Elk
editorial team were on-hand to correct his error.
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However, I remember those early days being considerably
different from today. I would even suggest that all of us
[, MAHARAJ JI
INCLUDED,] were perhaps going a little 'over
the top' in our enthusiastic proselytising. I quickly
realised my academic reputation might suffer unless I
reverted to something resembling my studious former self.
For most philosophers the mind is the irreplaceable tool of
the trade, yet here was I describing the mind as the enemy,
the very thing which denied us the understanding of truth
that we sought. Indeed I was 'shouting it from the
rooftops', an expression I can remember Maharaji having
used, but the negative reactions elicited among fellow
academics from all my most valiant efforts were to prove
something of a steep personal learning curve. Things are
simpler nowadays. When the subject arises, my answers are
straightforward; Maharaji is the giver, Knowledge is the
gift, and it's all yours if you'd like to try it.
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Amanda Puri's late Mother was unordinately fond of that
canvas tunnel toe-slobbering ritual known as 'darshan'. But
her being dead and unable to complain, presumably made it OK
for the Elks to posthumously correct her personal expression
thus:
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I was too pig-headed to listen. Mother went with her new
friends to festivals all over the UK and Europe.
[DARSHAN]
[Time with a
master] she said, 'is the ultimate, most
wonderful experience that anybody can ever hope for in their
time on this planet'. But would I listen? I was just out of
university and into my first proper job, so the idea of
finding myself a spiritual path was the last thing on my
mind.
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And spare a thought for poor homeless junkie Danny Paul.
He spends his hard-earned pennies submitting his testimony
from an internet cafe, only to see his precious master
mercilessly robbed of his former divinity:
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I see red buses and puddles and people passing and doing
their shopping and it feels good still. Sometimes people
give their kiddies the cash and the kiddies come and buy the
magazine. I love their faces and their smiles, and I feel
the laughter inside again. My life feels great, in fact.
I have a quite time at the shelter when Marion the warden
lets me stay around in the morning after the others have
gone and I do some meditation before I start the day.
[THE LORD IS IN MY HEART AND
THE LORD IS MY ALL TO ME AGAIN.]
[I still have Knowledge in
my heart and Knowledge is my all to me
again.]
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