A. The Master has to talk, write, and implement the teachings. All I have to do is spread the teachings, and hopefully someone gets it. The Master also has to always give me unconditional love. I can only show Him love whenever I feel like. The Master sometimes has to show anger, be tough, and become a butcher in trying to improve me. All I can do is laugh at His poor acting skills. The Master has to deal with all the crazy people. All I have to do is be crazy for Him. When the Master is surrounded by rich, serious, constipated-faced disciples, I tell Him a joke. Then, I watch Him struggle with trying not to laugh, and I look at His naughty face with a smile. Playing the mental game of tug-of-war with a question and answer session is fun, even if I have to use Google to prove him wrong. The joy of my life is in troubling the Masters, rather then just getting their grace and wisdom. Having only reverence for them is too boring. The bottom line is that when I am with them, they are looking at me and I am looking at them. Who do you think is better off? — Satish Daryanani
