You hear that he is this way because he is a Rishi of India but never because he is a Smith of England. The English surname is dying in a mist of journalistic freedoms and the Islamaphobia that is natural in their ranks. The upper classes are blended with the common man and the distinction between behaviours is the privilege of those who keep themselves far from the maddening crowd and may be interacting with international figures to continue the ongoing colonial commentary of England and Great Britain and leave me by the wayside in the process of managing the centralising force of the ‘I’.
Who is managing this ‘I’ but it is God and the NHS alighted on thought and identification with Hindu religious dharma that Rohan Rishi “thinks he is a Hindu incarnation of God”. Who is they in ‘they’ (the NHS) have no legal liability to rectify the blasphemy and repair the damage done to the body and the special interest in spirituality but to wonder what Colonialism could have been like to have left such deep seated scars in the Anglo-Indian community relations to make me side with the British Asian experience over my youthful days as a student of English literature, language and legalese.
A recent performance of The Importance of Being Earnest had racial and homoerotic undefined undertones to it in a state of understanding that the gay aspects of the mileu were not taken into the performance itself. But what would gay people make of a life without childbirth in the keeping up of appearances of social and marital relations and their trials and tribulations with the female sex to uphold the social contract when conventional relationships of husbands and wives along the land and sea of planes, trains and automobiles is so emotional and wrought with deep intense sexuality and feelings of a secretive society that does not like being written about and hides in national narratives while travelling abroad and to overseas territories to bring back ‘home’ what is now known as multiculturalism and is a hotbed for racism and uncontrolled thought as societal relations mix religions with warfare and political discussions to create and foster ignorance in the home and wealth in Parliament and the Monarchy and abroad as well as in TV empires that the phone is marking for new contracts as Africa watches The Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad unfold and repairs at the “horror” of the similitude of the human race wherever it goes and whatever monk’s robes it wears and sannyasi garb it dresses in.
Audience is importantly a part of time travelling as a writer who is addressing multiple markets in the privacy of his own musings and wild imagination while trying to keep up appearances amidst the chaos of managing daily life and household affairs. The metaphor of feeling like a journalist where everything one meets is hot off the press news is amongst the early stage of embedding oneself as a spy who also happens to be a novelist and poet while holding down a job and being known to the security services as someone whose entire data has been harvested and used to enhance world warfare and games along spiritual lines while confronting those involved in these matters above the line and in public such as De Deepak Chopra and all those at EnlightenNext who followed his 2012 movement for it to be dissolved and Mind Body Spirit scrolls and scriptures like those ones kept in Scientology to be forever changed in the UK – and one presumes worldwide.
One of the salient points of my transformation under the doctrines of Ascended Masters and J Krishnamurti’s tenure as The World Teacher during my hospitalisations and medical under the NHS during 2013-2023 was not to hide things. I had experience of Sathya Sai Baba via a mixture of mystical and online relationships with him (Him?) and found that it was not worth role playing some imaginary Guru on social media and at the NHS’s behest that was deluded religiously. This religious statement goes on and is not something I can solve individually. It also affects other Hindus living in the UK who have had their careers tarnished with the undermining behaviour of Colonial England to martyr their record in the face of the House of Lords and a constitution that sings for Jerusalem and the Second Coming of Christ while experiencing forgetfulness due to alcohol and overworking as to what doctrine of divinity they are believing in while hiding in overseas work and diplomatic engagements.
In her first and only novel, my Mum ends the story with a lament about spiritual gurus and the corruption in the Mind Body and Spirit market that leaves nowhere to go for seekers and is so financially free to charge huge sums and fees. She highlights the role of cults in ruining lives and desecrates their record of peace she enjoys as a single woman and single parent of two sons and retiree to actually blame them for causing disquiet in her restful years and quite the source of heartbreak and pain. ‘Lovers Last Laugh’ is quite the read through of a woman seeking meaning through suffering and well worth the read.
At work there was a woman who resigned whose name was Theo Huxtable. This reminded me of what my brother once warned me about that this is no Cosby Show and that name was the eldest son’s name in the sitcom and got me thinking about celebrities and politicians whose carbon footprint on this earth is astronomical and whose legal fees are sky high and who have placed a burden on memory to hide their affairs yet once were like ordinary people who enjoyed the TV before they started learning how to exploit it to rule the populace. So by mentioning the TV Show which I enjoyed as a member of the lower classes I break with normal journalism and its convention of spying to enlarge sympathies and hell with the police writing and reading to make use of YouTube and the collective memory of mankind to provide for different sources for historical analysis aside from writing and photography while blogs updates themselves with literary references from social media and X, moving too quickly to take heed of the herd and the lower classes voices that want change we can believe in and don’t mind making America and England great again as long as their lives are not made too hard by journalists in the meantime.
I have had 15 lovers in my lifetime and had sex with 4 of them. The rest ranged from one night stands in nightclubs to socialising and heavy petting at parties. The memory of them still abides as does the sexual guilt: I was never so lost as a Healer as when I walked into a Jewish woman’s home as she was divorcing her husband and took over the rearing of her three children for a year and lost my career as one of the children’s tutors working in my best friend’s private English and Maths school. That was in 2010 and a classic example of how Maya distracts Narada from the spiritual and religious life and the classic devotee cries a bucket of tears before Krishna Bhagwan to recall the lesson of what Maya actually is.
My memory was not good after smoking Marijuana and the trauma of psycho-spiritual experiences since visiting India in 2002 that led me to the Fall of Man and the betrayal of Jehovah in the Garden of Eden for another relationship with a law student in between 2000-2005.
I was frustrated with love was Shiva’s ruling with Parvati and they recalled that I treated each woman as a god or as if there was something divine within them and eventually used my encounter with the NHS to give up woman for good and balance as Krishna warns me that ISKCON from the 1960s is not so liberal and much more strict than my individualism allows
What is a Buddhist monk’s consciousness like and how does it differ from a Hindu in an ashram and a Christian in a monastery? These questions are answered by reading my poetry in context and over the course of my life and in conjunction with the articles I have written. The Tibetans take exams at a certain stage of their development and these articles are written with those in mind and to update their theology to include the Judao-Christian ideals and consciousness as well as their formidable differences from Islam. The provision of free food in a Gurdwara promotes some mystery as to where this power comes from and is a stepping stone on realisation to the mysteries of Tibet that entranced visitors all those years ago before the Tibetan uprising in 1951.
