The Pujari turned with such a lamp rounds in the air and this all looked very mystic, the bells went on, He went around and came back and did the same with a little copper pot and in the end he put left and right of the door water drops. the heavy sound sound stopped immediately ...

Thank you.

Singing started and people bowed down in front of this statue, they bowed down in front of a big Asana (a seat with steps in front, the seet more up) and there was a picture with a quite fat indian man, dark skin and white clothes. This is Babaji, they told me.

We all sit down and the singing went on for around one hour, my legs didn't like so much this position and from time to time I had to realive them again. Between this singing one old man came with a white beard and very dark brown skin, crazy dressed with colourfull lunghi and kurta and turban. He got it first and we later: Prasad.

Sweets offered to The Divines and then you get a piece of it. Blessed and energetized, good for the soul and good for the taste. This man people call Prem Baba, the Baba of Love.

Before something happened about which I can speak now after 23 years and will never speak about again, but you can guess your part in the full story ...

Before entering the first Aarti one man asked me "you smoke" and for both of us it was clear that this was not only for cigarettes. We smoked Charras, which is the indian form of hashish. Itis very pure and made only from the fluid of the leaves, the drops and not the full plant like the industrial business shit in the west. This man said it is for Bhakti.

Bhakti is the devotion, the emotional level of surrendering to God. This can become more strong with this Charras, because it manipulates the system of the mind. After my long story with Lord Shiva who like this Charras, i can understand why governments don't like this and create a bad mythos around. Alcohol is nothing better or more bad then this, also power, sex or money have this stimulating aspect and the hole world is a little "on the needle" of ... system conform things.

Governments need people who are not free, whom they can make to pay their bills and their life standard and keep "it running". these drugs can open you views which are bexyond these capialisitc orders and systems of one cheat the other ... We just see how this system, made with money which doesn't exist, now on the way is to die, but people go on to criminalise these things.

When I smoked my first hashish 35 years ago I saw all like in a movie and it is a movie, the reality is not what we are seeing here, this is only a projection of a collective mind, a movie, in the Hindu system called: The Maya.

I had no special Bhakti feeling during this singing, I had problems with my sitting, I understood nothing, didn't understand the text book they gave me and only liked the sweets.

After this all there was dinner. Dinner in this Ashram was taken on an open place sitting on the ground. There were metal plates and no spoon but there was soup. There was no light because only one lamp but full of rust and no real shining anymore. The soup was little warm and only chili chili chili, my mouth was burning, the soup you had to eat with an indian bread called chapati and however you got this food iwth no light and much chili.

Later we went for the first night in this wonderful place, surrounded from mountains and forest, the roaring holy river was the sound there and voices of people  and dogs and also horses. In this mix a wonderful sleep came over us.

Good night Haidakhan.

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