After I took it already, a big cup from the hand of the guru. Who wouldn’t? And then I said, “Thank you very much. I’m leaving.” And they said, “Wait, wait, wait! Wait! Did you really just swallow it down?” I said, “Yes, you saw it. How dare I not? Right in front of you!” He just couldn’t believe it. […] He said, “You just drank the wrong medicine. Are you OK?” I said, “I’m OK. Why not OK? Just coughing like before. The medicine doesn’t take effect so quick.” He said, “No, no, no. That is something you should not take inside, for external use only.”
Whenever I see them, I say, “Thank you, thank you. Take some food.” They said, “No, no, we are very honored to work for You, Master.” I say, “Never mind, but thank you, thank you.” So, they keep supplying (vegan) cakes and candy, and they keep running out. So, if I don’t invite you, Westerners, to my house anymore for any private audience. You understand now why. I feel embarrassed to tell you, but I’m running out of courtesy (vegan) cakes and candies.
I used to treat you well in Europe, remember? Because my dog-people were not there. And now my dog-people are here, but I have to give for their sake. Now you know. Alright, that’s what it is, secret’s out. And then… So they kept biting everything, and I kept telling people to come repair it; we repaired what we could. And of course, they were babies, so they peed on top of the carpet, on their precious, and some of their expensive bed sheets, towels, bed mattresses. I kept replacing – replacing a sofa, a sofa mattress and sofa cushion. I’d hide them as far as I could. And everybody, if they came in my house, they’d say, “Why is the cushion up there? And why doesn’t the sofa have any mattress?” What can I do? I cannot say my dog-people eat them or pee on them, poo on them, and they smell terrible. Every day, new sofa coming out to air, to wash… And in winter, it takes so long to dry.
And they kept buying new sofas. Every day, you’d see any sofa would have ten holes in the mattress, because I don’t buy the wood ones anymore. I’m worried they’d bite, they’d chew, and the wood pieces would hurt their teeth. So, I’d buy those – just flap over with mattress, three fold, and it’d become a sofa. And every day some holes on it, or pee on it, or anything on it. Later, I thought maybe they’d understood. They don’t pee in their boxes, they don’t poo on their mattresses, they just do it somewhere else. So, I put them on the sofa to sleep with me for a while, OK. But they have to have somewhere to relieve. I put a big piece of cloth on the corner of the room I built for them. I said, “Over there.” And I smeared some of their own pee on it and some of their stuff on it, and I said, “Go, go, go, go.” And I brought their (vegan) bones, leading them over there and they smelled, smelled, and then they did it.
And from then on, they would always go there. But that was many sofas and bed sheets and bed blankets and bed mattresses later. But now, when they go to new places, they’d do experiment the same way. “Is that a sofa that I can try on?” Only one or two, the rest are very good. The one… It’s not necessarily that she wants to, or sometimes they pee because it’s a kind of submissive behavior. And she worships the big dog-people. And anytime the big dog-people refuse her or growl at her, she’d go and pee somewhere. It could be a carpet or a sofa bed. Anything would do as long as it’s somewhere else, not in her bed, or somebody else’s bed will do. If it’s not her smell, then she knows it belongs to the other guy, then she can do that. What can I do? And I love dog-people. Believe me or not? (Yes.) I cannot help it.
I have nothing but love for them. Sometimes I feel, maybe I love them more than I love you. But maybe it’s just an illusion. Because if I really love them more than you, I would go rent a house somewhere, live like before with them, enjoy their love, their kisses, all day. Why sit here, when my voice almost, even, had gone on holiday? So, in some way, I must love you a lot. I did many things, that you can’t imagine that I’d do, for you. I don’t mean “you” individually, but “you” humans. Like, I would just go to hell for somebody. I would just take some poison for somebody, so that that person doesn’t have to take it, or die, because of that; because that person would not know, that he’s going to be poisoned, that it’s going to be a poison for him. So, if I take it, then she/he doesn’t have to; it won’t happen, something like that. Or my car breaks down, or anything, television blows – everything’s just because of karma, the collective karma. I don’t have this stuff. I don’t have any of these things.
Anyway, it’s late, you go eat. So, some of you have to go home, and some of you – enjoy your food, meditate afterwards. Take this as a New Year’s Eve reunion. I won’t come out again. I have lots of work waiting for me. Don’t worry about the poison stuff. I won’t die, because I can take a little bit, compared to you, if you have to take a lot.
I’ll tell you a true story, happened just a few days ago. I just began to cough, and… Not begin, but already they began to notice, and one of your sisters – she’s a pharmacist, and she has a pharmacy company, making medicine and all that. And she brought me some medicine to take. And she also gave me one medicine to take at night. She said, “Only before You sleep, Master. Because You take this, You don’t walk around. You don’t work anymore because it will make You sleep better. At least so You don’t cough, or even if You cough, You cough in Your sleep; You won’t know.” Something like that. Makes me sleep, like a sleeping pill.
I said, “OK. I promise I won’t take it until I go to bed.” And then, before I went to bed, she said like one hour, I can take. I took it before one hour. But then some work came, Supreme Master TV work, which was not supposed to come. And it was a big work to do. And no one else could decide. I had to do it. And a lot more work came, and it was interesting work, also. And a lot – the whole thing that I’ve been waiting for so long, to see if it’s good or not. And then I kept working, working, working, until 8 o’clock in the morning, (Wow!) not sleeping at all. I didn’t even feel sleepy. And at 8 o’clock the dog-people came. That day, they were supposed to come. One dog-person came first. That day, just the white dog-person came first. Then, I had to go out and tell them what to do, where to put him, blah, blah, blah. And where to take him, and don’t bring him here, don’t make him bark for any reason, blah, blah. And I didn’t sleep at all and continued to work, and then all the work kept coming.
So, the pill did not work. And your sister worried for nothing. She worried when I take that pill, I should not walk around. I might fall down, because of the sleepiness. I didn’t sleep at all! And I carried on working the whole night and the whole next day, and continued the next day until normal time to sleep, which is around 3 o’clock in the morning. So, if I’m not supposed to die yet… I’ve been poisoned more than several times, but maybe I didn’t know about it, that’s why I didn’t die. If I knew, maybe I’d die – scare you to death. If you’re not scared, maybe the poison be scared of you; he’d just run away from you. He’d just, get diluted and go out.
In India, before I became Master even, I told you, even the guru poisoned me. He didn’t know. They didn’t know; they just gave him the wrong medicine. I was coughing, and he was trying to be nice because I was working for him in the office to help to answer the letters and all that. And I was very good at it. So many people knew it was me. They said, “If I want a question answered, I want you to do it,” because they knew it was not the Master who answered that. Anyway, he told his assistant to bring such medicine for me, some Ayurvedic medicine. It looks similar to Chinese medicine or cough syrup. It’s brown – similar. So, they brought the whole bottle of massaging oil with a lot of stuff in it, not just coconut oil. It’s to massage for pain, for chiropractic use. I don’t know whatever in it.
After I took it already, a big cup from the hand of the guru. Who wouldn’t? And then I said, “Thank you very much. I’m leaving.” And they said, “Wait, wait, wait! Wait! Did you really just swallow it down?” I said, “Yes, you saw it. How dare I not? Right in front of you!” He just couldn’t believe it. And then he looked at the bottle again, only a little left in the bottle. A little left. “Oh, my God! Oh, my God! That’s not the medicine. Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! What to do now?” I said, “What to do?” I said, “What, what? What is there to do?” He said, “You just drank the wrong medicine. Are you OK?” I said, “I’m OK. Why not OK? Just coughing like before. The medicine doesn’t take effect so quick.” He said, “No, no, no. That is something you should not take inside, for external use only.” I said, “Oh, my God! Sorry, sorry.”
And I don’t remember what was next. I just said, “I have to go back now.” And I went out. I don’t know what they were talking with each other inside. I walked out, and nothing happened. I didn’t feel stomach pain, or headache, or… Nothing. They said, “If you feel this, feel that, or feel that, you please come back, tell us. We’ll get a doctor right away.” I said, “OK. OK. I will tell you.” But I felt nothing. So, I didn’t go back, told nothing. As usual, just a little hungry. So, I went to find something to eat. I guess the oil massaged my stomach so well that made me feel hungry, and oh, I ate a lot that day, thanks to the oil. OK. Ciao.
