'To live this life, my friends, you have to have a genuine passion. Nothing artificial. To live this life, to love this life, you have to have a genuine passion. People think Kabir was so wonderful because he was uneducated and yet he said all these wonderful things. Do you think it would have been different had Kabir gone to Yale and Oxford? If so, you missed the point. The point isn't whether he was educated or not, because, in the truest sense, he was very educated. More educated than most people. The point is that passion. Maybe you won't be able to write like Kabir, but you can feel the same passion. Passion is the point. That love is the point. That feeling is the point. That is achievable by everyone sitting in this hall, and in the city of London, and on this planet Earth. That passion. That love. That awakening. That joy.'

Maharaji's like a walking Newspeak machine. He takes a word -- in this case, 'passion' -- and just obliterates it. Mushes the word into a sugary goo in his goitered gullet and regurgitates it in yummy mouthfuls for hungry little birds like Janice who then spit it all back up on ELK.

And on and on and on .....