Date: Tues, Nov 17, 1998 at 20:42:03 (EST)
From: Evidence (9)
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To: Nigel, Jim, JW, TD
Subject: Willi Kranz -You'll love this!
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Willi Kranz (Nigel).
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The Craziest Day of My Life
Willi Kranz
I am Willi Kranz and I am from a village called Bad
Friedrichshall near to Neckarsulm in southern Germany.
I was studying in Stuttgart many years ago. I met with my
friends in the student's disco bar for some drinks and also
we had many philosophical discussions. My friend Gunther was
always a crazy man and reading too many comical books.
Always he is telling us about the new spiritual journey he
has discovered, and we laughed at him. It was something
different every week! When he told us about Maharaji we
laughed again and told him he is really crazy. But Gunther
didn't talk so much about the other people like Crowley or
Timothy Leary, now. He spoke to us about nothing except
Maharaji for weeks and weeks. We were really fed up!
One day Gunther said he was going to see Maharaji at a
festival in Italy. This was usual, because he had been
already to festivals to see his master. But now there was an
examination to be carried out on the same day as the big
festival, but Gunther told us he didn't care about the
things of this world any more. Everybody decided that
Gunther should see the psychiatric, but I was not so
certain. At this time I played the bass in a Christian heavy
rock band but my belief [IN
JESUS CHRIST] was really not so strong. I
also had a big drooping moustache and my hairs around my
shoulders. I was in a mess! I also hated my studies but I
knew it was important to finish them and achieve a job, and
Gunther understood this as well. But now he would quit the
academy to see Maharaji. I did not know any Christian friend
who would do this thing and I was impressed by Gunther's
affirmation.
[I DECIDED THAT IT WAS TIME TO
ASK GUNTHER ''THE MILLION DOLLAR QUESTION''. 'GUNTHER, MY
FRIEND, YOU ARE NOT TELLING ME EVERYTHING. WHO REALLY IS THE
GURU MAHARAJ JI?']
[I decided that it was time
to ask Gunther: 'Who really is
Maharaji?']
Gunther replied: ['THAT IS A
QUESTION THAT EVERY MAN AND WOMAN AND CHILD MUST ANSWER TO
THEMSELVES.] 'You should come with me to
[HOLI]
[the
festival]. Perhaps you will find your answer
there.'
[I WAS GETTING REALLY FED UP
NOW. I SAID 'GUNTHER, PLEASE STOP GIVING ME THESE RIDDLES. I
WANT TO KNOW IF YOUR GURU IS JUST ANOTHER HUMAN LIKE US, OR
IS THERE SOMETHING MORE PARTICULAR. I NEVER REMEMBER YOU
DOING SUCH A CRAZY THING BEFORE. IF THE GURU IS A CLEVER
TALKER YOU CAN READ HIS WORDS IN A BOOK. WHY MUST YOU GO AND
SEE HIM SO DESPERATELY? I KNOW YOU VERY WELL AND I
APPRECIATE YOUR OPINIONS. WHO DO YOU THINK THE GURU MAHARAJ
JI IS? GUNTHER GAVE ME A DIFFERENT EXPRESSION AND SPOKE TO
ME QUIETLY SO THE OTHER STUDENTS WOULD NOT HEAR
HIM.]
['GOD' HE SAID.]
['YOU ARE CRAZY.']
['BUT YOU BELIEVE JESUS WAS GOD. HE CAN COME AGAIN IN A
HUMAN FORM. CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS?']
[I BELIEVED HIM, BECAUSE HIS EXPRESSION WAS SINCERE.
PERHAPS I WAS A LITTLE CRAZY TOO.]
I went to Holi with Gunther and listened to Maharaji instead
of doing my examination. It was great! I doubted before that
it might all be huckster's tricks to make some big bucks,
but I knew the truth now.
Maharaji's words were strong and clear and everything he
said made the world become sensible for me. Before I had no
purpose. Now I had a purpose which was about finding out who
I really am. What other purpose can there be?
When we came back to the academy it was like a miracle had
happened. The academy was closed for a week because of a
strike by the electricians. So the teachers moved the
examination to one week afterwards. Gunther and I took the
examination and we both passed it! 'That is the Grace' said
Gunther. 'Take one step towards Maharaji and he will take a
hundred steps for you'.
Soon I received Knowledge and I was not disappointed by it.
I don't like to talk about it too much because it is a
personal experience. Don't talk about it, feel it. If you
receive Knowledge you will know that experience too.
Like the books for children always end, I live 'happily ever
after.'
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