Even for you two nitwits; this is a new low. Why don't we just sum up what you two girlie boys have been up to in this post:
1. Aspiring screenwriter that the Vajette appears to be; I have a picture of myself sitting on a sand dune in the Kingdom's empty quarter, at about the same time Vajette claims this photo was taken; so according to how he thinks "pictures are worth a thousand words", we can assume, just over the next sand dune, we'll find T.E. Lawrence, and his Bedouin army, cooling their heels---waiting for me to show up, and show them how to invade Aqaba. Yo Vajette, can I suggest, if you want some pointers on how pictures can support content, mosey on over to Jim's post of images to be included in King Babys *feelings* manual, and see how its done (you may *or may not* sit on the boards of *God knows* how many public companies, but when it comes to convincing narratives; you don't know shit from shinola); your "old SX-70 Polaroid, 1st gen" snap seems to be as related to your claims as me on a sand dune must mean I invaded Aqaba with old T.E. in 1917 (no, I didn't also pee on Einsteins pants in 1905). 2. Not to be outdone; the boy, whose balls seem to be missing, decides this is a perfect time to slander someone who does not post on FFL, who no doubt wouldn't have given him the time of day, now or at any time (likely being one of those complicated women who have an opinion or two of their own), and attempts to use the type of information *his homey* regularly uses, that any loser can pick up on the Internet, to once again: "I drove Clint to the Merv Griffin show"; prove he not the biggest loser to ever grace FFL. Yo KB, we understand how dramatized you were by Rama rejecting you, but there is another interpretation on his suicide, besides your rejection; like I said, no matter how much you act out, I doubt MZ will adopt you. 10. Rama was the last daddy you'll ever have; if MZ wanted children I'm sure he'd aim higher than the leftovers from a guy who offed himself, rather than face prison. http://img.kyon.pl/static/img/remiq.net_5640.jpg BTW, what TTC course were you on, did you chauffeur Clint then as well? ________________________________ From: turquoiseb <no_re...@yahoogroups.com> To: FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com Sent: Thursday, December 1, 2011 5:54:23 AM Subject: [FairfieldLife] Re: New Robin Carlsen file uploaded to FairfieldLife --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Vaj <vajradhatu@...> wrote: > > On Nov 30, 2011, at 8:13 PM, FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com wrote: > > > > Hello, > > > > This email message is a notification to let you know that > > a file has been uploaded to the Files area of the FairfieldLife > > group. > > > > File : /Paths, Teachers and Cults/HHRWCFFia.jpg > > Uploaded by : vajradhatu108 <vajradhatu@...> > > Description : HH RWC with entourage and Guru Dev wannabe > > umbrella, Fairfield, IA. � Vajranatha 1983 > > Here's a picture I took outside of a church in FF with my old > SX-70 Polaroid, 1st gen. I forget what it was but I believe > it is some sort of pronouncement that HH Robin Carlsen is > holding in the picture, while Saint Gemma II looks on > concerned about the actions we're about to undertake, > probably marching onto the MIU campus or some such activity. > Since his psychotic break kundalini psychosis episode TM- > style enlightenment in Switzerland his sattvic countenance > was often protected from the rajasic rays of the sun by a > sacred umbrella. > > Notice the nervous and tense vibe in the seminar students. > This was a common vibe in the World Teacher Seminar because > if you weren't about to do something quasi-illegal - marching > onto private campuses, disrupting public lectures, etc. there > was always the chance that you could be declared "demonic" > if Robin and the seminar couldn't groove to your darshan > (while standing in front of an audience, being drilled > at a microphone, in a basement somewhere). That certainly looks like Gemma. She was on my TTC, where many considered *her* crazy as a loon because she kept going on about being enlightened. We were warned by the person in charge of our small Canadian group (I lived in Toronto at the time) to distance ourselves from her because she was in danger of being sent home, and we might be perceived as being like her. I didn't know her well enough to pay any attention to the advice, one way or another. Looks as if she found the perfect hubbie. Two drama queens united in loving bliss. :-) Isn't it fascinating that Mr. I Can Talk About Myself For Hours, No Matter How Boring Others May Find It has never felt the need to explain his supposed ability to see demons in others and/or expel them? One is tempted to think that not only is he trying to hide that aspect of his life, he's trying to pretend Vaj never met him to keep the subject from coming up, and thus having to explain it. But maybe he's explained and I missed it. That's quite possible because as I've said often, I don't find the guy interesting enough to read what he writes, much less interact with him. The only thing that fascinates me about him is how many suckers flocked around him back in the day, and how many still do. As I've suggested before, there is just no accounting for bad taste and low standards. :-)
