Hare Krsna!
We get so bored! How about you? Unless we can play with Krsna. We get so bored. It is 6.02PM. DARK outside. It gets lonely this time of the day after a whole day alone, so we go to NGD home in a few minutes. [Being "alone" though, we get so much done.]
We chant with Radha Natabara and then we get Yelling! and Screaming! enthusiasm again. Very busy days.
Here is some Trash for London that we wrote after Mangala Arati:
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TRASH 181221
imagine a land of only boys,
of trucks and tractors and other such toys.
with no idea of what is a girl,
and you have the universe at the very first swirl, maybe . . . visnu, brahma, kumaras...
(although he saw the ladies of the lord?)
who were the four kumaras supposed to marry?
wives of four brahmacari guys who in the mall for even a moment do not tarry?
find their kids a repulsive blotch on their memory swatch.
live on air and discarded buffalo hair.
lord brahma has no mommy!
can he relate to bobby, jackie, billy and tommy?
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SOME TIME LATER
there once was a dog named ritch,
who belonged to an terrible, horrible ugly, irritable, good-natured witch, who told him, 'go away and never return',
so he picked up his cane and his burlapped sack, and took to the sankirtana track [w/ a yellow duck, who could quack].
this is all fact.
stepping out he had the smallest thought of leaving his mistress behind, because he was dead certain her up ahead he would find.
on dandelion they dined
===the 'inn of the eternal plaza'===
innkeeper: dawn key hoe tea,
servant: sand chew pan so.
guests-among-others: ritch and quack, who are on the road to belmundi thack.
'what do you know', ritch asked the innkeeper?
'buy low, sell high'
'sounds like the motto of a merchant', said ritch!
'it is at that', said quijote as he gave the table a wack. 'i learned it all from sancho and kiss his toe.
'sing the best and forget the rest.'
ritch and quack quaffed their apple wine* and toast from the baker's hat, and headed back on the road looking for where mother sita was at.
*(blush of alcohol from the fermentation to keep it from becoming vinegar, like we ferment milk to yogurt and it also has to blush)
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EDUCATED FOOLS
Donkey Dan ran down the path.
His hooves struck the earth leaving dust and chips in their aftermath.
IRON DAN, HE'S OUR MAN!!
'Hold up! Hold up!', his heckless followers ne'r did exclaim.
Named: Donkey Don, Donkey Darold and Donkey Zeus, they all came out into the valley and saw the herds of donkeys, gazelle and even moose.
"Call the Hugh Manns", whinneyed Dan,
"There are goods to unwrap in sacks and soda cans".
Nanda Maharaja could not read nor write, what to speak of the girls ('gopis'). He would engage an educated fool (software engineer??) to do it for him.
The asses trade transport and kicks, for manipulation and construction bricks.
ARE YOU A HARD-ASS?
Welcome on board, this is your Church! ISKCON Warp World Nine!