All Glories to Srila Prabhupada,
Dear guru maharaja,
I would like join myself to the Teaching of Lord Caitanya Study Group, which you're creating.
Since some months ago I have thought star a regular reading of it, but I don't have the first impetus to star it.
Thank you very much for thIS kind of opportunities.
Hare Krishna.
hPs - PLEASE JOIN. SEE THE LETTER WE JUST WROTE 2 NAMA ACHARYA DAS
Hare krsna
Agtsp all glories to you Guru dev
Pamho
Can we join to the study group of TLC?
You Will use start meeting for these group?
Thank you
Your servent Ambarisa das
hPs - PLEASE DO. YOU CAN SEE THE LET TER WE JUST ROTE TO NAMA ACHARYA DAS WITH DETAILS. YES STARTMEETING,COM [992055489]
Guru Maharaja,
in response to this:
http://hps-d6.monkeywarrior.com/node/7731
I am not sure I will make it for Saturday's meeting where TLC study timings will be discussed.
For us ( NDD and ND) , weekends and mid-days are not practical. Friday or Monday evening will be good. So, let's see if that will be practical for others.
We do not want to be the obstruction. So if our feasible timings are not practical for other devotees, we will withdraw from the study group.
It is not that this makes me happy, but it will be difficult to commit if from the beginning I know there are some impracticalities. I understand that we are all in different time zones and have everyday duties, so is not easy to find a fixed time period for many meetings that fits the whole world.
Hoverer, if we do not make it to this study group, I am convinced that there is some other way to engage in Krsna-katha :-)
Your servant Namacarya das
ps: Your Start Meeting recordings do NOT have the download option anymore. Before it used to be there, now is no more.
HpS-ASA: Well, HK/HR, you did make it, and we did discuss all this stuff there. 1] We will all read http://www.vedabase.com/en/tlc/introduction, the Introduction, and then have discussion group next Saturday at 8AM ACT. 2] Everyone can/will write to the Blog with realizations, including Croatians and their Spice, and 3] We have another discussion group at 1pm ACT = 7pm Croatia time.
Is O.K?
Hare Krsna, Hare Rama,
Worship Radha, worship Shyama,
TB-Jack London said that before you can write even one word worth publishing you must write 100,000 words of trash, so start writing trash.
BW-For some of us it may take more trash than others. Keep writing.
TB-We clipped the NOI and spiral-bound it so that it will lay open on our camp table and we may type with both hands and still cite from it. Piggy, BW, is determined to read it 51-times. He thinks he might even be able to memorize the whole thing. That is very good, but it is also very important to understand the content in terms of the times and places of our modern world and then cite relevent passages. Ultimately it is not our book. We are delivering ito Sita Devi, but we can show here our Foreword, In-line Paragraph Titles, Foot-notes, End-notes and Afterwords.
TB was still sitting in the jungle. The powerful Nubian bearers were cooking breakfast. All the white-women had reformed the evil Dutch ivory poachers, married them, and sailed back to Ing Land.
TB wondered who, 'Ing', was.
He was also looking w/ amazement at Piggy, BW [Buck White], who was busy with his bath and laundry and singing HK/HR Kirtan. It seemed that his bath-kirtan was just as important to him as Mangala-arati Kirtan.
Text Six
saṇkhya-purvaka-nama-gana-natibhih kalavasani-krtau
Sad Goswami Astaka
He also noticed that while doing his fortnightly shave Buck had nicked himself and that it took the darnedest longest time to get the bleeding to stop. Buck and his father were surgically certified mildly hemophiliacs.
"Everybody's rid'n a different Donkey", thought TB, "Become self-realized, build your character and teach".
That was different than: Sit still while I instill. Rather it was: The Teacher is the Midwife of the Psyche. Education in its mayority was waking up, recovery from amnesia, look'n down ' see'n what color donkey you was rid'n
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TB shouldered his portable type-writer, stepped into line and moved out. He didn't have the slightest idea where they were [except that he was in Africa] nor where they were going [to look for Janaki-nandini] but he knew that they were on their way.
Where am I going? I don't know.
What am I doing? I don't care.
All I know is I am on my way.
Mode of Passion, come along!
Mode of Passion, sing a song!
All I know is I am on my way.
[Inspired, "Oklahoma"]
if the king is healthy and happy,
the kingdom is filled with joy,
the robbers reform or wither,
their agents they cannot deploy.
we build our own world
seven rounds are wonderful,
seventeen even more.
seven crac[K] the window.
seventeen open the door.
now go through
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Tom Brown pulled out the paper.
closed his typewriter,
leaned back stool-wise.
and softly chanted HK/HR on his 'monkey mala' [18-beads].
His eyes were half closed and there was a grin from [h]ear to [h]ear.
his black african slaves were setting up camp,
grimacing at white women,
and chanting, "me ooooh! canau! [me ooooh! canau!]" like they had seen on the YouTube yesterday.
yes, it is 1897, africa, west nigeria and this is the famous Banana-rama expedition gone in search of Lord Chandra Dawson who was lost one year previously.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s-lDY02DThk
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L9yBOE0V4P4
[NOTICE - Three Possible Cause for Victory]
. . .
YESTERDAY, while marching, they had encountered the evil Fu Tan Chu who was laughing and theatening white women with his whip.
in revenge the white-women had hurled him down into the river GoBo,
where he was set-upon by half a dozen hungry croc o'dyles, who ripped him into pieces and ate him without chewing thoroughly nor brushing afterwards, and were observed in this broiling turmoil of blood and fat by the ladys who had then raised the backs of their delicate hands to their soft ruby lips and said, 'oh, my goodness'!
TB at the head of his column of 27 four-hundred pound, 7-foot tall, black Nubian porters, and 13-evil Dutch ivory poachers, just swung his typwriter case back onto his shoulder and commented, 'Evil is always punished' and moved on.
The white-women again chanted, "Ahhh!" and also moved on.
Lord Chandra had been son of the First Sky Lord of the British Empire, an unqeuncheable reformer in the dungeons of the Dragon Gorge Correctional House for Felons of Capital Crimes, and had set off into an uncharted part of Africa looking for the kidnapped daughter of Lord John Och, First Earl of Myteal La.
