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SPOT THE
DIFFERENCE:
1. 'In early July I
spoke in five cities around Korea. There, I declared that my
wife, WFWP President Hak Ja Han Moon, and I are the True
Parents of all humanity. I declared that we are the Savior,
the Lord of the Second Advent, the
Messiah.'
Rev. Moon
Unification News August 24,
1992
2. 'Sri Sai Baba
lived, acted and behaved as only a 'God descended on Earth'
can.'
Website of the
late Sai Baba of
Shirdi
3. 'Leland told
me, 'Swami's job isn't to make you happy, it's to liberate
you.' In his case, that meant giving up his career as a
motivational speaker and then his marriage. 'Sai Baba is the
most powerful being that ever came to the planet,' he
said... Somewhere between 10 million and 50 million people
worship Sai Baba as God
incarnate.'
salon.com story
on the currently living Sai
Baba
4. 'Has there
been such a king before? Krishna was not such a king. Rama
was not such a king. There were lesser powers in Ram, there
were lesser powers in Krishna, but I have come to the world
with full
powers.'
Maharaji (Peace
Bomb)
5. Doctor
(approaching bed of mental patient): Good morning - what's
your
name?
Patient:
Napoleon.
Doctor: I see...
And who told you you were
Napoleon?
Patient: God told
me.
Voice from next
bed: I did
not!
Dear Ex-folk - and
premies,
There were quite a few
posts so far in response to my first one (I gave up counting
after 200), so it may be hard to respond to everyone
individually, unless I hire secretarial staff. Therefore
I'll just say general things, and respond to some popular
themes. If I've dodged a specific question you asked, it's
probably because I don't know the answer - tho you can try
me again if you think it's
important.
Most responses were very
positive - thanks. I feel a little safer here now, and am
inching toward posting under my real name. But I'll do this
in my own time - so no pressure please. Try to remember what
it's like in those first fragile, difficult months. The
fragility is compounded when you send off a post like my
last one, by 200+ posters wanting more information - as well
as premie critics saying either I don't exist or I made it
all up. On top of that, the Pam post was circulated quite
widely from exes to premies, then from premies to other
premies - with the result that there was an EV campaign to
unearth Pam. This resulted in quite a few waverers and
recent exiters being hassled by EV - including
myself.
On top of that, many of
those whom I could formerly talk to about problems of this
magnitude are avoiding me. And the entire intellectual
framework I would have had for dealing with it is gone. So
be kind, and be
patient.
Additionally, whilst
one's rational mind has finally realized that Maharaji has
blown it (seriously and forever), one's nervous system still
has some catching up to do: so doubts and fears surface
regularly. It's not an easy
time.
I say this not merely to
evoke pity for myself (!), but to warn premie readers of
what lies ahead for them, when the dissolution of Maharaji's
Western empire gathers steam over the next year or two. The
transition out of cloud cuckoo land is not a comfortable
one: be ready for some serious intensity. But also be aware
that there is a large global community of (IMO) helpful,
insightful people who will do anything they can to help
you.
For all the raucousness
of the forum, the ex-premie community is everything the
premie community should have been, but signally failed to
be: egalitarian, compassionate, irreverent, mutually
supportive. The ex-premie community also embraces the free
flow of information. After the years of EV's
information-suppression, in-group secrets and
language-distortion, this feels to me like a borderline
spiritual
experience.
I might add, for the
benefit of exes, that the next year or so will (IMO) be one
which taxes us as never before. The trickle of defectors
(i.e. people needing an awful lot of help) is likely to grow
into a
torrent.
Anyway... As for the
claim of fabricating or embellishing my information, I guess
this is reasonable speculation: after all, I didn't give the
names of the people from whom the information derives.
(They/we didn't want
this.)
For all that, I think a
lot of my information can be checked for
accuracy.
For instance, there may
be someone on this forum who could ask Glen whether he wrote
the confidential 'Jagdeo' memorandum to Deepak when I said
he did. (Less than half a dozen people in EV saw this memo:
it was not exactly plastered across First
Class.)
Someone else may know a
person who is or was in the Personal/Executive Area, who
could verify whether M's staff are trained to lie to Marolyn
about Monica. Numerous staff have been trained in this: it
has been institutionalized for some years. I can't believe
we can't find at least one person to confirm it
here.
Someone else may have
been to the IOC in Delhi in the late 1990s, and seen Jagdeo
there. (For the record, we exchanged a few words, then he
picked up the phone on the windowsill of the small IOC
office, and began making a
call.)
An so on. Those doing
the checking could then report back to the
forum.
Obviously not everything
could be corroborated - premies, even exes, may not talk
about everything - but perhaps enough to form a 'pattern of
credibility' (Jim no doubt can give us the correct legal
phrase), and thus satisfy the
critics.
There are people lurking
on this forum already, BTW, who (collectively) could verify
nearly everything in these posts. So far they don't feel
this is a safe place for them. I hope that will
change.
There's also the small
matter of EV's Pam-hunt of recent weeks. Quite a few premies
who haven't been heard from for a while, among others, have
been called up by EV organizers and instructors in various
parts of the US and Australia, in a quest for Pam. If the
post was a series of fictions, or mere embellishments of
known facts, why all the
fuss?
For the
record:
The information in my
posts derives from my own experience, the experiences of
exes whom I know well, and the experiences of premies who
are still in the fold. I am a real person. I am not a
regular poster here. I am not a fiction created by a regular
poster here. I am not an amalgam of several people. I have
told very few people of my identity, and none of them has
told anyone else - let alone told a premie. (Though there
have been several Pam 'confirmations' implicating the wrong
person.)
I did not get any
information whatever from the forum archives or from recent
posts - except perhaps when I referred in passing to an
accepted fact, e.g. that Jagdeo molested
children.
Everything I said is
true. Well, I did get a date wrong. (See a forthcoming
post.) And the crucial, all-important arti trays were a bit
of poetic license. (In reality I don't know whether there
were arti trays at Amaroo in April - but I'm happy to accept
that there were not, from those who
noticed.)
I was an EV organizer
for nearly three decades, and, as I said, an occasional PAM.
I have worked for some years in Maharaji's
residences.
I don't know how to
prove all this to anyone's satisfaction. Maybe some detail
will help - a few reminiscences from my decades of
premiedom:
- Marolyn was M's
special guest in a private room at the Astrodome (before
anyone knew they were an
item).
- The English and
American security teams were brawling - especially over the
walkie-talkie allocation - at
Millennium.
- Bal Bhagwan Ji (Vishnu
and Jesus in one) said 'Isn't it?' after every second
sentence.
- Raja Ji (once Brahma,
and also King of the World) gives vent to a maniacal,
feminine, shrieking cackle when M tells him
jokes.
- Bhole Ji (Shiva -
destroyer of the universe, or at least of an awful lot of
good music) was rather mentally slow, and was (last I heard)
on Bal Bhagwan Ji's
team.
- Mata Ji (Holy Mother
of the Universe - or was it God? Or all the gods? I forget.)
had a bad flatulence
problem.
(This, BTW, seemed to
bother just about everyone except Mata Ji. Mata Ji's problem
is possibly the reason M is so uninhibited in talking about
flatulence
today.)
These days, Mata Ji is
believed to be hosting banquets for departed Third World
dictators, and has her eye on the Virgin Mary's job as Queen
of Heaven.
Sorry - I'm off the
track...
I could add that M loves
his stereo more than most pieces of technology he owns; that
he did private showings of a video of his former Malibu
residence being demolished, for PAMs and residence staff in
various cities he visited; that he eats large amounts of red
meat, and particularly enjoys it barbequed; that he
sometimes takes two years to finish a painting; that he used
to tell his minders filthy jokes between techniques during
Knowledge sessions; that he 'gave darshan' to a number of
women I know, one-to-one, at his residences over the years
(which now makes me wonder if he was checking them out -
though the ones I know are brunettes); that residence staff
labor to place cups, plates, ashtrays, etc as close as
possible to where he will be sitting/standing/passing, to
save him the slightest physical effort, as we believed he
was permanently exhausted from his massive task of bringing
peace to the world; that the 1997 Aussie newspaper article
which someone recently posted here caused M's non-premie
co-pilot to learn who his boss 'Prem' was for the first time
- which angered 'Prem' vastly (co-pilots have flown with M
for long periods of time without knowing who he is); that he
got premies onto a cherrypicker to spraypaint blackened
trees green after the LA fires in 1977; that massive care is
taken to screen out insects from his residences as he
doesn't like insects, and is particularly scared of spiders,
all of which must be killed before he shows up somewhere;
that after a Delhi Holi in the early 1980s (80? 81? 82?),
hashish prasad was handed out to all and sundry, with the
result that the whole ashram, including mahatmas, slept or
wandered around like zombies for 3 days, and one
particularly 'religious' westerner freaked out and left
Knowledge; that M eats chillis raw 4 at a time, and believes
they have euphoric qualities; that at least one recent
member of M's personal staff, who has seen some appalling
behavior by M, has in her head 'another Maharaji, whom I
don't want to know about', whom she separates mentally and
emotionally from the 'real Maharaji' - which is about as
good as dissociative thinking gets, I guess; and that many
PAMs work this same dynamic by saying, 'I love Maharaji, but
I don't like Prem Pal Singh Rawat at all'; that there are
regular stresses, feuds and fallings-out between various
members of M's over-worked, under-rested and under-rewarded
residence/executive/traveling staff; that M sometimes lets
off steam by blasting away at rabbits with his rifle; that
M's residences and stopovers are always stocked with serious
alcohol in advance of his arrival; that EV's latest
corporate mantra is 'targeted outcomes'; that, despite his
temper tantrums on the ground, M is actually very calm and
unflustered when traveling (basically he loves flying and
has excellent crew); that plane staff are sworn to secrecy
about goings-on on the plane by M personally; and that M's
relationship with Monica has for many years been a source of
considerable tension between Wadi and her
father.
What else? The versatile
Bobby Hendry sometimes has organized the dining for an
entire program (several thousand people) as well as chopping
up and cooking M's dinner - and is also the source of M's
tractor joke; when leaving foreign ports, M's plane staff
tend to stay in separate hotels from him, and to get up as
early as 4 in the morning to buy his food for the next leg;
the premie lawyer, Virgil, spent several years in India
sorting out the post-Holy Family legal fallout; Reggie Brown
(M's security chief) has returned to the army - indeed he's
a three-star general - and left his office in the Pentagon
on Sept 11 five minutes before the terrorist plane went
through it; and - my shocking piece de resistance -
Sampuranand, on whose back M used to ride as a kid, has a
soft spot for the
cognac.
The situation with M's
'premie-mail' is also worth a mention. As you'd know,
thousands of premies worldwide write to M each year. (You
were probably one of
them.)
Mostly this mail does
not reach Maharaji - nor has it for many years. Generally it
is destroyed
unread.
The mechanics are
simple: at an event, a premie known to have access to PAMs
will be given a bundle of mail to be forwarded to M. The PAM
on the spot (e.g. Craig Weeding), knowing the routine, and
after verifying that the bundle does not contain a letter
from someone important, will say, 'Throw it in the trash.'
It will all then be thrown in the
trash.
Occasionally some
letters will be salvaged so M can quote from them at an
event - but these are the
exceptions.
When M leaves a city
where he has a Residence, his mail is left, unopened, in the
Residence. It, too, is thrown in the
trash.
It might be worth
mentioning this one to your premie friends when the next
divine visit is imminent. It could save them shopping a
whole afternoon for the perfect card for the perfect master,
and an evening's work distilling their deepest feelings onto
paper. (It still happens, believe me: I've delivered M's
mail
myself.)
Would any of the
objectors to my last post care to check this out with their
PAM friends and report back to the
forum?
On the subject of my
last post, I haven't seen any substantial factual criticism
to date. (I don't count 'She made it all up.') If premies -
or for that matter exes or fence-sitters - would care to
present concrete evidence counter to things I have claimed
to be true, I would be happy to address
it.
That way, we can get
final versions of these posts onto EPO (minus the
Goebels-like lie about the arti trays of course) as a
permanent written record - and feel ethical about it. I
certainly like the idea of memorializing our experiences and
journeys on EPO in this
way.
And in light of EPO,
it's ironic that one of the long-standing mottos of Elan
Vital's ultra-cautious global PR team
is:
'Anything in print is
permanent.'
Now that will be
too.
I know some of my premie
friends will be hurt by this post. Criticising the Master is
the final no-go area. This was a bit of programming
installed in our Knowledge sessions, and it's been
well-reinforced ever since. All premies have it - and in my
opinion it goes deeper than anything else. I've seen whole
rooms fall silent when someone even hinted that M had made
an error: there was literally nowhere to go with such a
topic.
Yet, in assessing my
posts, I would simply ask premie readers to use truth as the
criterion - as they would have before Knowledge, and as they
still do when evaluating non-Maharaji aspects of their
lives. In other words, to judge what I have written simply
on the grounds of whether it is factual or not. If I have
lied, or manufactured information, I deserve all the censure
that will undoubtedly come my way. If I have told the truth,
where, then, should the criticism be
directed?
I have been hanging out
with a lot of premies lately. None of them has ever heard of
Jagdeo, or the Delhi bicyclist, or the blondes. For me, this
has been a real insight into the information restrictions
within Maharaji's world. These things are all landmarks in
Maharaji's career. Imagine how well-known they would be if
Maharaji were a politician or church leader. This wall of
silence is more often than not a result of self-censorship.
It's true that M and EV aren't exactly free with
information, or particularly truthful. But the information
is out there, and the real problem is that most premies
don't want it. In my opinion, the assumption of Maharaji's
divinity and infallibility lies behind
this.
Anyone who has done
Maharaji's trainings will affirm that no criticism of the
Master is possible. No argument with him is countenanced. No
correction or amendment of his point of view is allowed.
These things are not allowed by him; they're not allowed by
the trainers and PAMs; and - most significantly - premies do
not allow themselves to go down these roads
either.
(To underline all the
above: in 28 years I only once saw a premie object to
something Maharaji said. This was at the Sept '99 training,
when M told 80 of us that there 'is a sickness in this room,
and we have to cut it out'. A very brave premie respectfully
replied that if there was a sickness in the room, then
Maharaji must be a part of it too. That premie was verbally
cut to ribbons by Maharaji who, after a protracted screaming
fit, stormed out of the room. The premie was taken on a long
walk by a PAM, and set
straight.)
Surely the premise
behind this extraordinary behavior can only be that Maharaji
is infallible. Otherwise, premies would insist on the right
to dialog with Maharaji meaningfully (as we do with our
political leaders, or even leaders within EV at times), and
to criticise him and amend his edicts, where
appropriate.
There has never been any
such right in Maharaji's world. This is a very interesting
revelation, isn't it? It's a secular, democratic age, where
free speech is enshrined in our national constitutions.
We're adults with free will - who may exercise excellent,
objective judgment in all other fields. Yet we believed that
the man we allowed to be our Master could never be
criticised - presumably because he could never be
mistaken.
The recognition of the
fundamental wrongness of this idea - logical wrongness,
psychological wrongness, organisational wrongness, ethical
wrongness - is the deepest of rivers for a premie to
cross.
It's doubly hard because
to do so would mean acknowledging that what binds one to
Maharaji much of the time is not love but
fear.
I saw this fear close-up
- sweating, apprehensive faces, shaking bodies, trembling
voices, cringing body language - at the training I attended.
It's very real. It's also almost impossible to acknowledge -
because we have, for decades, been the first victims of our
own
propaganda:
Knowledge is freedom,
the Master is compassion (.....and I am Marie of
Romania).
Discovering Maharaji's
real nature is definitely a tricky business. Of course,
given the basic facts, it would take a fair-minded outsider
about thirty seconds. But we are not outsiders: we have been
extensively re-wired at the pre-logical level of our
psyches.
Thus: are Maharaji's
personal excesses a reflection of his corruption - or a game
by which premies must on no account be distracted? Is his
utter certainty about his mission the result of being raised
since infancy to fulfill the role of God incarnate - or of a
genuinely special role in the world? Is his recurrent anger
the result of poorly reconciled internal energies, or even
excessive drinking - or of his compassionate desire to drive
home to us important lessons as fast and as well as he can?
Is his lying about (for example) his role in promulgating
the 1970s 'Indian concepts' the result of pride,
unscrupulousness and self-deception - or of being beyond
normal human morality by virtue of his special role? Is his
sexual use of female devotees an abuse of his extraordinary
psychological power over them - or does it derive from an
overarching understanding of their psyches, and concern for
their well-being, which others like ourselves simply can't
grasp?
Unbelievably for those
of us who have come back through the looking glass, these
are questions which all premies have great difficulty in
answering. Some of these people have astronomical
IQs.
For some time I had
difficulty answering them myself: paradigms as vast as M and
K are not overthrown overnight, especially when they have
been implanted in one's formative years. So I put them in
the too-hard basket until I could gain some
perspective.
In the interim, I
examined the circumstantial evidence, which is less
ambiguous. I looked long and hard at the chronic dysfunction
of EV - which goes back three decades. I looked at the lack
of progress - internal and external - in the lives of most
premies. I looked at the 99% of premie marriages which had
failed. I looked at the absence of spontaneity at large
events. I looked at the caliber of the people Maharaji has
chosen to surround himself
with.
Finally I asked myself:
Can a good tree bear rotten
fruit?
Having neared the end of
this 'anonymous' post, and the long inner process of writing
it (it's taken weeks, on and off), I've just been made aware
that the CAC websites are back with
us.
The timing is
fortuitous. Throughout this year, I'd always determined that
I would not post here. But when I heard about the first CAC
website (after returning from a ten-week working trip to the
US in August) I decided immediately that it was time to nail
my colours to the mast, and posted here under my own name.
(This was a brief, conciliatory post a few weeks ago.) I
don't believe one should ever cave in to CAC tactics:
bullying and misinformation have been rewarded for too long
in M's
organisation.
Similarly, I was
intending to call it a day with this post. But so far as I'm
concerned, the rebirth of the CAC sites are a reason to
stand up and be counted. I'm now planning four further
posts:
Maharaji's trainings -
which are pivotal to an understanding of his modern approach
- are in need of examination. I also have a little further
info on Jagdeo, and other (unnamed) sexual pests. Thirdly,
I'll provide some further elucidation of how money has been
raised and processed within
EV.
And finally, very few
people realise how serious is EV's present decline. In the
next year, the organisation is to be wound back throughout
the West. Indeed it will disappear organisationally (and
probably even legally) in many countries over the next 12
months. Maharaji is currently scratching his head over what
might fill the void. No ideas have been forthcoming.
Propagation has halted. September 11, furthermore, has
caused massive financial problems, as major donors jump ship
and pull out loans. In my opinion, the writing is on the
wall for the decline and fall of Maharaji's mission in the
West, and the time-frame may be quite a bit shorter than we
had expected. So I'll pen a fourth post on
that.
It now seems like a good
idea to reveal my identity as well. I'm a little too lazy to
go back and re-write the entire post, so I'll just tack it
on here.
Doing this should put to
bed doubts about 'Pam's' authenticity, and will moreover
allow me to interact with my premie friends more
honestly.
(Several premies and
others have asked me if I'm Pam. I apologise for lying - and
in some cases for spinning a bit of disinformation. On the
other hand, you did insist on putting me on the spot before
I was ready to come
out.)
I should add that there
were small bits of disinformation in my first post - for
example US spelling, the odd spelling mistake, and my claim
to use a PC, when in fact I use Macs. This was to protect my
identity in the course of the inevitable Pam-hunt. None of
these bits of disinformation affect the truth of what I said
about M, K and EV. The only one that was a bit borderline
was my claim to have been to several trainings. In fact I
have been to one (Sept 99) - however making this clear would
have all but given away my identity, as only two people from
that training have so far left Knowledge. In addition to
that training, I worked at several others as a staff member,
and have interviewed numerous premies and exes who have been
to others still. I will use all this information to write my
next post, on the
trainings.
On other occasions, I
actually downplayed my information to protect my identity.
For example Scott Ritter himself, and not an intermediary,
approached me, early this year, about his brief to employ
'radical new approaches' to countering
EPO.)
My name is John
Macgregor. My DOB is 11/11/51. My home address, for writs
and cyberstalking purposes, is 36 Peter Street, South Golden
Beach, NSW 2483 Australia. (Please be careful with
explosives, anthrax, etc, as I often have premies down from
Amaroo as my houseguests.) My vocation is journalist: I
write for newspapers in Australia and the US. My phone and
fax number is 61 2 6680 5509. My email address is
johnmac@turboweb.net.au. I'm not sure if anyone wants my hat
size or inside leg measurement, but these can be obtained on
application.
I am already well-known
to the FBI, as I interview them on a regular basis in the
course of my work in US politics - so I would request that
cyberstalkers cite them the above details carefully, for
identification purposes. The Miami Field Office knows me
best, however Special Agent Steve Berry and SA Michael
Bonner (among many others) in the Hoover Building will also
be able to assist. Additionally, Attorney General Ashcroft
(ultimate boss of the FBI) is familiar with my work on FBI
matters, as is Rep. Dan Burton - Chairman of the US House of
Representatives Committee on Government Reform, which has
ultimate law enforcement oversight responsibility. My friend
James C Wilson, the House Committee's Chief Counsel, may
also be a good person for cyberstalkers to approach, as he
and I have co-operated extensively on matters relating to
the Bureau, and he knows my background pretty well already.
(Indeed the House Committee's most recent hearings on
FBI-related matters - which I recently attended in
Washington - employed extensive evidence that had been
obtained by yours
truly.)
Cyberstalkers could send
information on me to any one of the above - or, of course,
to a person of your own choosing. If it is desired to
contact the Australian authorities as well, can I suggest
the Australian Federal Police as the first stop? (Maybe
Beryl Janz, National Media Office, could point you in the
right direction.) Or, to cover all federal law enforcement
avenues, you could just go straight to the office of the
Prime Minister, John Howard, who has final responsibilty for
Australian law enforcement matters, and whom I interviewed
for four of Australia's major daily papers, late last year,
on the subject - happily enough - of law
enforcement.
Finally, if the sponsors
of CAC and its sister sites care to contact me directly, I
can also help you out with your
spelling.
Here's a little of my
premie
background:
I received knowledge at
the age of 20, and practised it till just short of my 49th
birthday. I first spent time with Maharaji when he was 14:
in Sydney on October 6, 1972, I sat in his bedroom and
watched him sit on his single bed and repair a reel-to-reel
tape recorder, for about an hour. Over his door was a large
sign saying 'The Lord of the Universe'. I don't recall him
asking anyone to take it down - but no doubt I missed this,
as the EV website has made it very clear that he never
claimed to be
God.
In years subsequent to
that I helped organise Australian tours, including the
'Second Coming' tour of the mid-1970s, whose dates changed
continually, and for which Maharaji eventually didn't show
up. (When Christians asked why all the dates on our placards
were different, I quoted them the Gospel of Matthew: 'Thou
shalt not say what hour thy Lord doth
come.')
I have opened doors for
him, rolled out carpets, and set up backstage areas. I spent
a week with him in a training in September 1999. I worked at
his Residence in Brisbane through most of the 1990s -
sometimes living there for weeks at a time, both when he was
there and when he wasn't. In a spectacular lapse of
judgement, I even tried to crack onto Monica Lewis at the
gate one day - possibly my most embarrassing moment since
pranaming to Bhole Ji. I also (less often) worked around the
original Amaroo residence, or 'Lodge', and his new one at
the
'Windmill'.
As for other service: I
established DLM in South Australia in January 1973, and was
community co-ordinator there for three years; established
DLM/EV's national legal structure in 1974 (still in place);
worked with Bestway in the early 1990s, getting people to
and from the large Amaroo events; at Amaroo '97 I oversaw
the five sales shops, and the purchasing warehouse, helped
with the registration package, arranged the site-wide
electronic purchase system, helped get a recycling system
up, and supervised the post-event de-briefing process.
Thereafter, I precipitated the Amaroo Mutiny of
1997-98.
Having spent most of the
proceeds of the sale of my house ($A50,000 working at Amaroo
self-supported, I withdrew from full-time service after the
Mutiny - tho more from poverty than disillusionment. The
last service I did was to co-manage the travel for the
Amaroo fundraisers' conference a year ago - tho my heart had
gone out of service to Maharaji by then, and I didn't do
much of a
job.
'Pam' has sometimes
adopted a flippant tone. But underneath this there is a
heart cloaked in sadness that all my hopes and dreams in
regard to Maharaji and Knowledge - which have been the focus
of my adult life - have been broken. The destruction of
one's idol is not a pleasant thing. The sadness is very
real, and you just have to accept that it will permeate your
life for a
while.
I don't particularly
want be going through this transition. But after the
revelations of M's covering up Jagdeo's crimes against
children - indeed his continuing to reward Jagdeo with high
office - I didn't really have a choice. How could anyone
remain in an organisation that sanctifies the rape of
children?
The bicyclist and the
blondes were the icing on the
cake.
The candles which
illuminated the cake were my growing understandings about
cult psychodynamics, and my growing grasp of projection: how
easily we can confer divinity and compassion (to say nothing
of authority) on another human being. With all this
unravelling at once, the game, quite literally, was
up.
I'll write more about
all this in the coming
posts.
These posts sometimes
get emailed to and among premies, so I'll include the URL of
the Ex-Premie web site - www.ex-premie.org - so those
premies who wish to can safely explore the facts about
Maharaji's real life and work, in EPO's excellent
archives.
And I'll bury Pam now,
and post hereafter in my own
name.
As I said, I'll now
write four more posts, each on an aspect of Maharaji's work
and
mission:
1. Mindfuck (Maharaji's
trainings)
2. Rape (A little more on Jagdeo)
3. Plunder (Divine finances)
4. Annihilation (Maharaji's fast-declining Western
empire)
Best Wishes to
all,
John
the artist formerly
known as
Pam
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