Letters to the editor

DIARY OF A TRAVLEING CREATURE

18-12-18

[5.36am]

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HARI BOWL

baker's hats are quite subime.

sneak a loaf on your head any 'ol time.

one for sridama, one for rama.

one for govinda & vrndavana dhama

baked by monks, who brook no bunk.

BEANS AND A BUN FOR ONLY A BUCK

 . . .

PIONEERS

after mangala arati write some rhymes,

then more japa like soldiers marching in line.

this lends you strength that will last all day.

for go-gopa-gopi we must mark out the way!!

SCOUTS

6.14 r/13 >> naaap!

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18-12-19

[5.39am]

  /r[12/28]

My friend in college, Larry Dale, has he gone beyond the vail, said that the only thing in this industrial world that seemed of worth, was the street lights or car lights that were beautiful and bright, even though still contained no mirth.

He was right.

Evaluate the proposition.

Must be an incarnation of KRSNA.

hk/hk...  seen from a distance, airplane lan ding, highway from a hill.

THE TIGER

[William Blake]

Tiger Tiger. burning bright,

In the forests of the night;

What immortal hand or eye.

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies.

Burnt the fire of thine eyes?

On what wings dare he aspire?

What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,

Could twist the sinews of thy heart?

And when thy heart began to beat.

What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain,

In what furnace was thy brain?

What the anvil? what dread grasp.

Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears

And watered heaven with their tears:

Did he smile His work to see?

Did he who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger Tiger burning bright,

In the forests of the night:

What immortal hand or eye,

Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

Can you ride a motorcycle in chocolate fudge?

I don't think so, it would not budge.

Rasa-bhibatsa. Improper mixture of mellows.

Better dance with Braja Dhama, Dance with Krsna-Balarama.

Wherever you go, whomever you meets, tell them about Krsna.

Tim Brown, Buck White, AGTSP, write more Trash for Jack London:

MORE MOON BEAMS FROM A LARGER LUNACY

I ONCE KNEW a bear named houdini,

who was never inclined to be greedy.

he lived on fried almonds and sesame buns,

that he bartered for swift, certain, messenger runs

-postal service of goloka.

-messages for mount govardhana.

with a small boy on his back,

carrying a sack,

he would lope from village to mountain.

-lunch bags.

running to keep cows together,

you work up a big appetite.

-one hundred, thousand, million, billion cows running everywhere.

on wild celery they crunch, the cows,

while the boys eat their lunch,

and discuss the tales in puranas and veda.

some will back subal, and some will back rama,

some varutthapa, some will back shyama.

cottage cheese, pints of beer, with no alcohol to make it queer.

a whole village singing, and dancing, so rama-krsna can hear.

- - - - - - -

BLACK and WHITE had a fight,

And RED was born between them.

What about T. BROWN and Buck WHITE?

ORANGE will always team them.

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Dinky opened the door and an enourmos head jumped out.

It had slavering fans and rapacious claws.

" I am the demi-urge", it did shout.

Then it jerked back violently, standing upright in livid pride.

Dinky slammed the door and said to himself, gasping for breath, "No you're knot! There's no hue-mill-it-tea in your stride!"

-One must have both power and humility to be a Church Governor.

S/A - 'The Hipopotamus', T. S. Elliot

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donkey david and ducky dan,

lived on flax and roasted bran,

in the deserts of afganistan,

with a very awful plan,

to rescue the writer, thomas mann,

from buring in the frying pan,

where his wicked karma ran.

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Thomas Mann, born June 6, 1875, was 21-years when Prabhupada was born and died August 12, 1955. when Srila Prabhupada was fifty-nine years old. His early novels, "Buddenbrooks" (1900), "Death in Venice" (1912), and "The Magic Mountain" (1924), earned him the Nobel Prize for Literature, 1929.

Mann’s concern is to provide a myth for his own times, capable of sustaining and directing his generation and of restoring a belief in the power of humane reason.

Hare Krsna Dear Gurudev,

   Please accept my humble obeisances at your lotus feet.

HpS - ASA - At least they are clean!

   All glories to Srila Prabhupada.

   All glories to Guru parampara.

   Gurudev, going to start tomorrow (December 14, 2018) for chhattisgarh and will be back

   on January 11, 2019 in Pune.

  During traveling internet won't be accessible for some places and same for cell also.

   would post annual report in few days.

   Thank you Gurudev.

your fallen servant,

Girivaradhari-Gopal Das

HpS - Jaya!!!! Got your Whatsapp message. Preach, preach, preach, smile at people!! Chant while you are in transit.

UUU He Lawww!

We (Tom Brown, Buck White) ate to many Tamales during the Sunday Feast! Too many simple wonderfuls! Yet, we prayed to Krsna, God, and Guru, to honor Prasadam nicely.

We really suspect from Srila Prabhupada's example etc. that really honoring Prasadam perfectly only goes on in Vaikuntha.

Try to satisfy your lusts once a week, Sunday, and then live a Yoga life the other days. Can we become Raghunatha Das Goswami in this life?

We heard that Srila Prabhupada said, that if you try to imitate the austerities of Raghunatha Das Goswami you will become sinful! O.K. How auster can we become? It is a science! The biggest science: How to honor Prasadam.

1) Chant Hare Krsna all the time you eat.

2) Take the remnants of Vaisnavas in terms of NOI 5 and 6.

3) Chant and Dance first!

4) Cook for Krsna with more and more love.

O.K. 8.02PM. Long day. Long meeting with Dr. Samaresh, Abhaya (Accountant for NIOS!). Jaya Krsna Das et al. See you in Sankirtan! 1728+++

Oink! Whoop! WHoop!

Just wrote an entire DTC and the connection broke! Save often!

HOw are you!

7.24PM Here. Dark and cold outside. We are all alone except for the cars passing by. Maybe one truck parked across the street looking at us.

Morning class was great.

Gopal-hari Das, Radhika's brother, came from Indian with M. Arrudha and his esteemed wife and toddler last night. Stayed with the community and visited us in the cave this morning.

It was cold in the kitche, 36-degrees farenheit, but O.K. piled into the cave. GOOD talks about education.

No walk. Little rain. NGD needed some rest too, but we talked on the phone for 30-minutes. Better than in person. Strategy. Calendar.

O.K. We just had great FEP on line with Gaura-arati and BG. No one joined us except for HpS and Lord Nrsmha-deva and 108 Gopis...

Now we listen to a Prabhupada lecture and make a new Brahmana's thread.

See you soon.

TB/BW

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