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February 01, 2011


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Thank you for sharing your story. I was reading an interview between krishnamurti and alain and wondered what had become of him after his krishnamurti years. So, I Googled his name and found this. Your post clearly answered my question and was inspiring to boot. Sincerest thanks.


Thanks for your kind words--I'm glad the story resonated for you.

Arbër Racaj

hi, actually the same reaction as Jack above. I read the two interviews in "The Awakening of Intelligence" and was curious about the person Naudé and things he did later...so I read your article...thanks a lot. It proves also the truth of Krishnamurti's words when he speaks about things as conditioning and identification. I'm glad you had the courage and strength to challenge him.


Hi --
Alain discouraged members of the micro-cult from reading any of Krishnamurti's works other than the one in which he appeared as interlocutor. The book was a topic to which Alain returned frequently; it reinforced his framing his relationship with K as peer to peer.
Alain's characterization of his role in K's organization differed substantially from that described by K's close friend and authorized biographer, Mary Lutyens.

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