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Big black shadow, gigantic dark blotch... I thought of those UFOs from the movie Independence Day but decided against using fiction to make real points.
Big black shadow, the Tucson Conference and escapism, etc.
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lakeshore
Date:
01/22/2025, 07:22:37
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I mentioned that our cat moved-in and took over after surviving in a dilapidated shed next door through a couple of long, cold winters. We just noticed a cat surviving in our shed - seven degrees below zero last night! It devoured the food we put out and hopefully some water before it froze. I don't know how they do it but they do.Speaking of food, here's another story:I brought-up the 1978 Tucson Conference as another example of Rawat's hyper-control issues. After a morning tirade, scolding and berating us for everything, it was finally time for the lunch respite. Really good fingerfood highlighted by bowls of freshly prepared guacamole was served in the lobby area just outside the small auditorium. We'd just been brow-beaten into frayed nerves by an angry god. Practically in silence, we all picked our way through the food, like putting salve on our wounds.After returning to our seats and waiting for Rawat, he finally returned to the stage and sat there in silence disdainfully glaring at us for about five minutes even though it seemed much longer. When he finally spoke, he picked-up right where he left off: "I've given you everything and look how you treat it!" Referring to eating the food put out for us - nervously nibbling on chips and guacamole as one would do under such stressful cirdcumstances - "You walk out of here and can't even keep your focus for a minute!" Words to that effect. That was around the time I heard him say "assholes."Apparently, I or we failed because we didn't just sit in our seats and meditate through the break. After going on in that vein for a while, he abruptly and inexplicably got up and stormed off the stage leaving us in stunned silence. I posted about this before, but after a brief eternity: BOOM!... silence... and then another loud reverberating BOOM! The only way I can describe it is that it sounded like someone was throwing bricks backstage or slamming a very heavy door. The conference - a totally inappropriate word for it - ended with everyone feeling like hollow shells of themselves bound and determined to surrender and never lose their focus again.What struck me in hindsight was how was he aware of our behavior during that lunch break? I wondered about cameras but it's more likely that a few higher-up sychophant spies who weren't eating ratted us out... the ones I noticed lurking around the perimeter who looked out of place. Just like the sycophant shills planted in the Team Trainings to stir the pot for dramatic effect.Indeed, the Tucson Conference stood out as a watershed moment in the Pantheon of Rawat's dark and controlling Lordship._______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________I took a breakfast break after I drafted this and turned on the news as I usually do. To put it out in the open, I wouldn't disagree with anyone who views these posts as mowing the grass while the house is on fire. Escapism wouldn't be a stretch, but it doesn't diminish the truthfulness.(I deleted a sentence that said New York Times best-selling author and global ambassador of peace is as fake as one of those cheap dimestore Halloween box costumes we wore as kids.)
