15 Oct 2007
I can imagine those who want the forum shut down, how they speak to each other. I think Neville and the others sincerely believe we are doing disservice, defaming Baba's name, polluting and desecrating ... how?
"By turning others away from God. And toward their own ideas that they choose according to what they want to do anyway! They think they can do whatever they want with no consequences. They do not know that they will suffer badly for doing that."
These people on the BK IT team identify with "Baba", their reward systems are coupled, their Yoga connected. They have reasons why it is supposed to be a greater, more nourishing surpassing love than even the love of a parent for a child. Or of lovers for each other. It does not suffer from the vagaries of human love, human failings, human weaknesses.
And according to their knowledge, times are heroic. These are the great battles to win or lose eternally. The stakes are high. A message delivered with great sweetness and tact by the BK Sisters, incognito knowledge, incognito service, whispering in the ear, like who? Iago?
By communicating mixed-up things, I hear them continue, our forum gives people other associations that will drive them far, far from the Brahma Kumaris. We are poisoning the well. We are the enemies, the anti-party, the multiple tongues and heads of Ravan, our eyes glowing madly with flames of vices, and we are eternally frozen in time in the final suffering of eternal punishment that will seem to last a very very long time.
So many pictures of ourselves other than what we are! So much for our hopes of being seen by them. Unless they actually read us. Naturally their own hotbutton issues will come to the fore, making it harder for them to see people as individuals with legitimate concerns.
Who are we? Just a few people meeting around a modern-day well, writing about our experiences. We experience loves as supremely as we seek. Our eyes glow, we delight in friends, and food, adventure, life. We love our families without inhibition.
We mourn our losses, narrate our grievances, scream in our pain and loneliness, and anger. Neither blood spills nor souls die, from complaining about money swindled, even in association with God's house. For us, too, life is a heroic undertaking. Eternity doesn't need to be on the line for that.