The next night, continuing my shamanic (albeit hungover) ordeal, I slept out alone in the desert, along with the snakes, an air-mat, flashlight, and copy of William Cooper’s ‘Behold A Pale Horse’ (probably the most bizarre conspiracy book ever written). Cooper was a former Naval intelligence agent (so he claimed) who decided to expose government corruption and various evil agendas. As for Trance-formations, my initial sense about Cathy O’Brien was that she was insane. I think the main reason she avoided lawsuits was because she was considered to be completely mad. That said, it seems possible, even likely, that some of what she reported re MKUltra was true. Mad people often have a hold on some elements of truth, much like how much rumor often carries a trace of truth.

What are your thoughts on that?

As for Aquino, he was originally a student of LaVey but broke away after he gathered evidence that LaVey had lost the original inspiration behind the Church of Satan and had started to get greedy, demanding cash in return for higher initiations (where have we heard that before). Aquino then did a ceremony evoking the Devil for guidance, but the ‘entity’ that ‘showed up’ was the Egyptian god Set (the old god who had supposedly done battle with Osiris, cutting off the latter’s penis in a fit of pique). Aquino claimed that Set transmitted some info to him, the gist of which is that Set was never a bad guy, but rather represented the discrete psyche, the isolated ego-self, a necessary stage of spiritual evolution. This same guy then appeared in the Garden of Eden as ‘serpent’ (the same word in Hebrew means ‘teacher’), giving Adam/Eve a chance to grow up by gaining an ego-individuality. Yahweh was against this because it threatened his business, something like workers are apt to due when they seek to form a union and gain some leverage.

Anyway, that’s part of the so-called ‘Satanic’-Temple of Set’ and Gnostic view, and it was something echoed by Osho in some of his Oregon discourses. LaVey’s main intention was to counter Middle-America’s Christian values of ‘humility’ and ‘meekness’, etc., by promoting the opposite. When you look deeply into modern organized Satanism (which is smaller than most think), you see little more than a funky rebellion against Christian values.

That said, there are always mentally ill people who seek to attach themselves to whatever. Just as there are malefic spell-casters, so too there are those of ill-intent who have attached themselves to Satanism. Come to think of it, there were a few of those who attached themselves to Osho too.

Are you sure of that? Please read the book “Trance-formation of America” and check what it say about Aquino.

Alok —

“I was in Pune for the three weeks up to and including Osho’s death. I was there when Osho spoke about the black magic from a “CIA like organisation.” Devageet tried moving people around just before White Robe Brotherhood to try to find the source but without success.”

Devageet again? Odd he cropped up twice in two unrelated conversation threads here.

Re the ‘malefic sorcery’, Dion Fortune, in her ‘Psychic Self-Defense’ (perhaps the main classic on the matter), stressed how ‘malefic forces’ are flying around all the time, and most often hit their target in a type of ricochete fashion — that is, the source they appear to be coming from is rarely the originator. I think in Osho’s case that applies well enough as metaphor. Like Socrates and Jesus, he clearly pissed off many, and the repercussions of that undoubtedly made their way to him, even if not in the form of CIA ‘men in black’ decked out in white robes.

Interesting how you were in the ashram at that highly charged time. I myself felt strongly pulled to get there throughout late ’89, but couldn’t get it together. Went there in early ’91, a year after he’d died, and the juice then was still very strong. They were still bringing out the empty chair, complete with air conditioner, during White Robe. I’m pretty out of touch (haven’t been back since ’91), so have no idea if that still goes on, or if not, when it stopped. I do fondly recall the ‘Zen pub’, although the port wine was godawful.

In some strange ways my fondest memory of the Pune ashram was when I was there in late ’85, of all times. (This was shortly after the Ranch had been mostly abandoned, and Osho was in Kulu-Manali). I was told not to go to India (Osho had decreed that no one should follow him there at that time), but like the rebel I was went anyway. I wandered around the north of India for a few weeks, doing the tourist thing (Taj Mahal, etc.), getting served lousy meals (including one memorable dish that featured a dozen or so live ants — I handed it back to the waiter, disgusted, who took the dish, shrugged, brushed off the ants with this hand, and handed it back to me). I eventually went to the ashram, which at the time was manned by a skeleton crew of around 20 sannyasins. I recall the weeds growing in Buddha hall, and the cracks in the floor. The old podium was still there, that Osho lectured on in the 70s. They used to show lecture-videos nightly, to our pitifully small group. One day in early ’86 word came that Osho was in Kathmandu and visitors could come. Me and a few others made a mad dash to Nepal, via train, plane, and automobile. Back then, 1 buck was good for around 30 Nepali rupees, so it was all very easy to negotiate on a practical level.

A year or so ago, I was amazed to discover that someone had video taped Osho’s daily ‘walk-by’ that he did on the grounds of the Soaltee Oberoi Hotel in Kathmandu throughout most of the month of February 1986, and had gone to the bother to post this video at YouTube (which is rapidly becoming the mainstream akashic records). I was further amazed to see myself in the video. I’m visible in the crowd at around the 7:18-23 time of the video.

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You can see a Ma in purple swinging her hair as Osho approaches; I’m two or three people from her left. What was really strange about that video is that I have a photo of that exact moment. It was taken by some guy and dumped in a pile on a table at a bazaar somewhere in Kathmandu, which I discovered before leaving Nepal, shortly after Osho went to Greece. It’s been framed and on my wall for the past quarter century.

Some ‘out there’ things have been suggested, including one wild theory that the guy who used to run the Tibetan Pulsing group, Dheeraj, was actually responsible for it. I stumbled upon this article several years ago, so I’m assuming it’s familiar to sannyasnews (the Osho akashic records):
http://www.n0by.de/2/a2z/Deeraj.htm”

I was in Pune for the three weeks up to and including Osho’s death. I was there when Osho spoke about the black magic from a “CIA like organisation.” Devageet tried moving people around just before White Robe Brotherhood to try to find the source but without success.

I also did Tibetan pulsing for a few years in London in the late 90s. I think it was a sophisticated con. You’d get, in pairs, into incredibly uncomfortable positions, massaging each other’ gums.

I have read Anupamo’s article before. I am quite sympathetic to the overall tone, but I do not know if every sentence is correct.

I just do not know who was responsible for the black magic against Osho.

There were some very odd people around Osho when he was in the body, to say the least!

EuroVoshon Song Contest

Osho centres Europe (Oshow Fundation International ) are happy to announce the 91st EuroVoshon Song contest…Vote now for your favourite catchy tunes.

The votes are now being counted for the winners to represent Osho Centres in or near ..or near enough..
to Europe…

The following entries making it to the Oshovision Final on Sunday morning ……with the opening song lines below :
Lithuania… Bing Bang dupi doo I love you You love me Osho osho osho
Moldova……. You love me.. I love you ,sell the children tra la la
Armenia……… Happy happy Life is great Osho wheres my dinner you steal my plate ?
Germany……..Ha ha hee hee Vee love Osho, Vee are Free …bing dubi bang boo . Sing mit ze feelings . ’arbeit macht frei , high my love’
Italy……….. the tears of my love are just for you but i watch my love and meditate in my soul of deep feeling…(..get on with it ,Ed.)..and lallaa …..it’s all your fault…
France… Who are you? Osho where and why and if you are , I might know or there again i might not if i dont exist or do you ?…..lall lllaaalallla llaaaal lalala lalala lalalala.. (Sung intensely to the tune of La vie en
Rose…).
Holland …. Clip clop binggy Bee .Osho really nice guy actually, he’d buy you all a beer. Hoorrayy ! Chorus : Grab your balls and swing them la la lala..

Macedonia… (Still working on first line of translation….) Osho nice man
better than politicians here, they corrupt.Help us ..Osho please send money…lala lala..

United Kingdom ….Osho I would devote myself to you..oh lovely charming chap or even guru, person thing..but actually i’m English and that would be embar-ass-ing

Incidentally, does anyone know what is happening with Devageet’s book? I heard rumor of its impending publication, but that was a while ago. Back in 1984, I was roommates with Devageet’s younger brother, Samayo, in an Osho communal house. (Not so young anymore, he would be in his mid-60s now, I think). Have fond memories of those days; we both smoked, Samayo a pipe, me cigs. The room used to be filled with smoke while Samayo dispensed good insider gossip to me (all of which, alas, I have forgotten). But my cigs were always in short order because Samayo’s eldest daughter kept bumming them. The house had 22 people, ten adults and twelve kids, of whom half a dozen were Samayo’s. My first day there I was assigned cooking duty. I served slightly burnt macaroni for 22 people, my burnt offering. One of Samayo’s kids, after a suitable pause of five seconds, declared, ‘this macaroni is crap!’ Ah, the so-so old days.