The Work of a Master, Part 12 of 12, Nov. 13, 1993, Texas, USA

I have to go and take care of some of my relatives a little bit, otherwise they’d think I’m famous now and I don’t care about them. You saw the way my cousin complained, he nearly cried. He said he couldn’t sleep at all last night, just because somebody told him that, “Oh, you saw Master two weeks ago in Hawaii, why do you have to see Her again now?” So, he got hurt. But he didn’t see me for two and a half years now. The other one saw me but not him. So, you see the way he looked, how he talked. You know that? So, I have to go. You understand, huh? (Yes.) Don’t blame me. I’ll see you tomorrow. Maybe I will sing a song for you. […] It’s the newest song, never published yet. […]