This is great. Its
like the Nixon Watergate thing in some way.
Halderman, Dean, Kissinger . With the 2 MD's, and
now Mr Rollins , who I seem to remember as the
Architect ( with a sweet wife or ex-wife Janice),
its sort of like All the President's Men coming out
of the closet . . . one by one. Courage , even when
long overdue, is to be applauded. The sooner the
better. There are still quite a few people 'At the
Feet of the Master' . The Master who never was. I
just ran into 2 terminal old-timers at a club in LA
last nite. There but for the Grace of God go I !!!
There STILL are people in that burning building . .
.
Along with the litany of mortal sins Mike
Dettmers was laying out above, it triggered a hope
that Mike Donners might add 'the Joint at the IHQ
meeting' story to the FORUM historical record. Told
to me back in the 70's by Lou Schwartz, I just
laughed and laughed. Anyway, Maharaji seemed at
least to be quite democratic as far as his
substance abuse choices, (if not his smoking
behavior). Hash with Ron Coletta, a joint with John
Hampton ('Remember,only with ME !' 'Yes Maharaji !'
), acid with the other John, as well as a toke with
the Lads down at the Denver IHQ Office. A lot of
the premies I used to hang out with - One
Foundation camp,other musicians , 'Bongos',
Cosmoburgers, and other non-IHQ types, were more
from the dope than alcohol side of things, so these
stories were spiritual currency to them.
Somehow , I think what happens is this. You hear
or witness some particular pecadillo of your
Idol/Star/Guru , something you find detestible or
wrong or innappropriate, but its isolated,and more
important you're isolated ( and certainly in a
fear-based system with an ALL Knowing &
Powerful master ) so you just bury it, ignore it,
sluff it off somehow,or try and correct it within
the scope of your life (something it seems, from
their accounts at least, both Mike Donners and
Dettmers did). As all of US had given our ALL (
'for in you it will mellow, Maharaji my Lord, my
life is your play' ) the 'discrete' evidences that
each one of us got that all was not well in Denmark
or Brindiban unfortunately becomes 'discreet',or
worse yet, 'Darshan stories' . We all took too long
to connect the dots and come forward. Jeff Wilson
the Gardener and his tales of Rawat Family
dysfunction. Teddy T. with his version of the Santa
Barbara intervention.The lineage controversies. All
those stories of Shri Hans Rawat having a little
young travelling Indian sqeeze along with him on
his road trips as well.
But my tendency was to look at what was wrong or
incomplete with the person telling me the story's
understanding of Maharaji - rather than looking at
the total implausibility of Maharaji himself ! Or
feel that one should minds one's own spiritual
business. Or not rat(rawat)out a good friend- he
gave me Liberation,didn't he? . Or fear period, the
wrath of THE PERFECT ONE. Or genuinely, like some
loyal political flack, put a spin on the event, and
allow it to attest to Maharaji's ( 'he's so free',
or 'he has no concepts',or 'he did it just for me
!So Much Love )
You know what I'm saying. You've done it. We all
did it. I certainly chuckle imagining Jim Heller
giving his version of devotional satsang.It IS
funny to look back. Til you remember his friend who
did himself in. And Cynthia Korman. And poor
Mirabai. And Susan and her struggle regarding
Jagdeo. And the people I met at the club last nite
. Or Sandy, the girl who came to the New York Shri
Hans Clinic in '73 having followed satsang saying
literally saying if your eyes deceive you,pluck
them out (and John Horton, god bless him - stilll
to this day my family Doctor- sincerely telling her
that Maharaji's lilas are endless and everything
would work out)
I watched Maharaji and Raja's sexual advance on
Cynthia Korman end up driving her literally mad,
and this was long before Maharaji's 'I am Krishna
period (of the 80's), so I get all the girls' (So
FORGET the thesis that Marolyn's fooling around
caused Maharaji to wander) They both just waded in
and played around with the head and body of this
statuesque supermodel type (one of the few
brunettes on record). She was very conflicted by
their bizarre behavior, later being considered a
bongo and finally being institutionalized ( not
exactly LIBERATION, is it ?). I know because she
came to me, along with others, for help. This was
'77 ( yes only 2 years after those dewy Malibu
Beachfront 'Walking with Durga Ji,our MOM', and
during those Hansi-Wadi Babies at home videos.
)
I was also around for Maharaji getting
astrological counseling from Koran during that 80's
period, who literally nursed him though the
conflict he was having in his marriage from a lot
of sexual experimentation that they were BOTH going
through(this has been previously alluded to in this
FORUM). This was in addition to the Doctor of the
Stars thing . How could he be severely bummed and
anguishedin his private life, and still give such
powerful satsang. He thought it was a Miracle! ( he
obviously never saw that it was the ability of an
entertainer athlete or musician to Perform . Good
for him. Too bad for all of us. )
Also when Maharaji had less than PERFECT
relationships with Michelle Mitchell, Gwen
Harrington,Carol Eannace,and Grace Maas, among
others. Not to mention the oft cited Monica
Lewis
Its funny. Because each thing in itself is just
one thing, and to see the pattern and call a spade
a spade at that point was not even possible.
But as the President's Men make their appearance
here, and the missing 17 minutes of tape get played
to us again and again, (through still another
person's perspective) I am quite pleased. Things
are as they should be. Bill, Jim, Joe (our Woodward
and Bernsteins) et al, who have been howling in the
wilderness for years for reliable Public Personna
Smoking Guns, are having their desire for
unimpeachable witnesses fulfilled. And the nobility
of their intention is displayed for all.And we can
impeach our pasts with surety and finality.
so hopefully the Information can Liberate You,
the reader, from the Holographic Liberation ( 'but
Mark it all seemed SO real!)
that never occured . . . 'I am not a crook!'
oh well,time for work.
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