bhil bhari,
was wandering in the jungle looking for fruits and roots that were easily available.
he found 16,227,338 different varieties of cactus plants that did not want their leaves to be eaten, but budged out fruits, that they wanted to be eaten, and their only request was that the eater defecate the undigestible seeds within their excrement some distance from the father plants.
then the species would spread.
he would bring sacks back to THE VILLAGE and distribute them to worthy folk.
like most people, he did not have any friends.
he thought real friends were hard to find.
then...
one day...
he was walking in the jungle/forest, and dells, of 'saura nunubee' and saw a 'sadhu' traveling with one 'brahmana' and one servant.
'ho, bho, dude', he said!
'KRSNA, KRSNA, KRSNA, KRSNA', said the sadhu [who was tall, aristocratic]!
'huh'. said bhila bihari?
"KRSNA, KRSNA,
KRSNA, KRSNA, KRSNA, KRSNA, KRSNA, HE," Dude said again! Right in his face, hands, heart!
"KRSNA, KRSNA,
KRSNA, KRSNA, KRSSS...
...NA, KRSNA, KRSNA, Pahi mam"'
bh b understood that HE was asking, 'where is KRSNA'???
'where is KRSNA'?
. . .
HE was completely focused on him.
bh bil just stood there.
here was someone who intensely wanted his comradship for all eternity.
in an understanding always increasing, integrating, way.
HE wanted what he could give.
HE wanted what he could discover that he could give.
''Hare Krsna, Hare Rama''.
took HIM to heart.
never let HIM depart.
KRSNA the supreme 'sat'.
