Just a disaster... I understand a family life, already a discussion in itself.
I can't say that you will laugh when you read the way I live. And you will, obviously offend me if you laugh.
So many times it was terrible to see my parents fighting, and for my sister also.
It is not so easy to open my heart and my life like this.
They usually would fight tremendously, and for sexual stories amongst them. it was frightening and disgusting. peace no pieces of pots all around, shoutings at home at 2 in the morning...
(Now it is 2 in the morning, I just woke up disturbed - I live now in the very same house - not a home exactly - from those early days - I shouldn't, but I do...- no money to get out, 11 years of peregrination... etc.) parents beating each other, i those early days.
My sister threw the marriage away, years ago.
Came back here, and I have insisted with the mother so she comes back here, as I came back...
My mother is very colerical, but active, and tremendously. Born nearly german, she is very coleric. Now my father is old, can't beat her, he suffers a lot, and nearly never say a word. So after so many idiotic years, he stumbled in a silence... then she takes him to the doctor. My sister knows the truth, but takes them to the doctor.
Not a doctor of the social security, but a VERY VERY expensive one.
SEE THE bullshit of the SOCIETY: it was SO expensive, one never wishes to return.
I have an affliction of getting poor... I am not poor, I am very rich, I have ten CDs, never people buy them... but I record and play... and give it away...
Sometimes I feel as to hold all this NING thing back.
People will never buy my music... they have it here...
Then I talk to Imelda, and Charaiveti, Charaiveti, Continue, Continue...
Sometimes, old or not, I feel motherless...
My dear Master is Osho.
The days of the family is gone - wrong English, right situation, - and the commune will take its place...
peace on Earth.
Love
How to be a therapist like this?
Today I heard osho again, speaking in a video:
I have to tell people I have the same lust for power, same desires, same sexuality and sexual feeling, same insecurity, that everyone has.
I suffer, i go to bed, I go to bathroom and make my things, I get sweat if I run.
I am just ordinary.
No messiah, no perfections, no big guru therapist, all nonsense.
perhaps I am again anda again this video
THE WOUNDED HEALER.