Give ’em What They Want

After Candy Everybody Wants by 10,000 Maniacs

 

Bhauji turned to us and commented, “People pursue their selfish desires by deceiving themselves that this is what Baba wants and, by doing it, they are pleasing Baba. You cannot please Baba by pursuing selfish desires.” …

… “No one wants to hear the truth,” Bhauji said. “There are very few who are ready to live the kind of life that would please Baba. To them, I tell the bitter and harsh truth because I know they will implement it in their lives by making the correct effort. To others, I tell them what they want to hear because I have already in the past told them the significance of pleasing Baba by putting Baba’s pleasure above oneself, above everything, and they have refused to listen or understand.”

“So I allow them to do what they want. As per Baba’s wish, I have to carry them along in the hope that some day, when they have suffered enough, they will renounce the falseness and seek Baba’s pleasure. If I don’t do this, such people will criticize me and turn against Baba. And when I do this, I will get criticized by other Baba lovers who think they are following Baba, such is my plight and suffering.”

“I have to help everyone, knowing full well that they will criticize me behind my back. Why do I do this? Because its Baba’s pleasure and wish for me.”

[The Real Treasure – III: Life of a Resident with Avatar Meher Baba’s Mandali, by Rustom B. Falahati, pp. 120-121]

 

Hey, hey, give ’em what they want

 

If lust and jealousy is their candy

If hate and revenge tastes so sweet

Then what can we do but give ’em what they want

 

Hey, Meher, give ’em what they want

 

Till their eyes are growing hazy

Till their bodies can’t go on

Till their minds start to go crazy

 

Hey, Meher, give ’em what they want

 

If lust and jealousy is their candy

If hate and revenge tastes so sweet

Then give ’em what they want

 

Till their eyes are growing hazy

Till their bodies can’t go on

Till their minds start to go crazy

Well who do, who do, who do you wanna blame?

 

Hey, Meher, give ’em what they want

 

If lust and jealousy is their candy

If hate and revenge tastes so sweet

Then give ’em what they want

 

Till their eyes are growing hazy

Till their bodies can’t go on

Till their minds start to go crazy

Well who do, who do, who do you wanna blame?