[Extracted regularly by Buck White from the Diary of Mr. Tom Brown]

Monkey, Piggy, Uncle Gismo, HpSwami ...  Had tied up their boat at the river town in Tennessee and were in the efforts of trying to convert it into a Spiritual Battle Ship for the War with Maya.

What makes a ship?
     Is it nuts and bolts?
Or is it people?
     Who clear their throats!

Because we are impersonal, we don’t know how to exchange pure love.
    So we take advantage of Sadhana and rituals from God above.

 They had been traveling so much, for so many years, that they were not sure if they could really follow the standard sadhana of ISKCON, Srila Prabhupada, in America.

 They started to adjust. They would go for a long therapeutic walk each evening with their psychiatrist and then, even though he was tired, HpS would direct Brother Ass up the stairs to the Temple room for Gayatri-mantra, Gaura-arati hymn and Kirtana of the Holy Names. It was not enough, however. Srila Prabhupada required 30-minutes of Bhajana (hymns) and Kirtana each evening for Members of his Society. So, they were still lacking taking some time before they went walking to do a little more Bhajan-Kirtana.

Also, they lacked the proper KRSNA book reading.  It was to be after hot-milk and everything.
HpSwami had started to form a KRSNA Book Club to fight The Witch, and do the delightful austerity of reading each night.  Sangat sanjayate kamah: One’s Desires and Ambitions Develop from the Company He Keeps!