Dear GOK,

I am going to be brief and to the point due to time constraints:

1)  If you have been around 30 years, then how can you overlook the fact that Prem Rawat told us all he was omniscient, even had us sing it to him in Arti, all about his super human abilities, how he is the Superior Power in Person.  How can you just ignore that?  If he was all that, how can he say he knew nothing about Jagdeo?  What about every leaf that falls and all that...just bs?  And how can you just slide by all that stuff and be all conciliatory about it now?

2)  Susan claims that Judy got back to her and said something that implied that she had connected with Prem about it, he had asked if it was a new incident, she had said no it was the same one, and he said he was aware of it.  I tend to believe Susan.

3)  Another child's parents went to CharanAnand and told him about it too.  Apparnetly nothing was done.  Perhaps in India there is not as much value put on such a thing and the prevention of it, especially if it might reflect badly on the Master....yuk.

4)  How do you reconcile this statement you made: 

'Personally I find Maharaji the most trustworthy, conscientious, good-natured and wisest person I have ever come across'

with the fact that he was the solitary supervisor of Jagdeo for as long as he was an instructor, and Jagdeo was a flaming pedophile for much of that time all over the world on four or more continents, and 'the wisest person you have ever come across' did not pick up on it.  I find that very hard to accept if you want me to also accept in the same context that Prem Rawat is some kind of Master who knows all and sees all, as he described himself in his own self-written Arti that he had us sing to him.  

God only knows how you can still believe in him after all this has been shown to you and it is obvious that innocent children were hurt for years all over the world by someone who answered only to him and was reviewed only by him.  Open your eyes and open your gut feelings and get back to me when you can.

San