DTC 21 July

12 years, 10 months ago by hps

D I A R Y
  of a
Traveling Creature

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2011 July 21  -  Thursday
Santiago de Chile [I S K C O N]


Dead Heads, beat no brains.
   We just returned from three daze in Valparaiso, Chile.
It's on the coast, you sure won't roast,
   But the sun and surf are a better day's refrain.

Super beautiful coast with surf and sun and walruses and
   Old buildings that smell from the 50's and
Carlos Bustamantes and
   Annibal and
No
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Just eliminate what you don't need, tobacco, ssexx, alcohol, hard-work, bodily concept of life. One soldier was in the war. Soldiers were shooting at each other. They didn't really know why. There was propoganda from the government, but they were to similar to hate each other. They just wanted to live, but that didn't seem possible, so the soldier just walked away from the war and sat down under the trees in the cold weather and after a few days he died. Where did he go? He felt sure that he was going some place better. We have so much work to do. Why should we waste any time for these unecessary things. We have to discharge prestige, honor, wash pots for our maintenance for a little while. Accept a slap on the head from an insane boss. O.K. Who cares. We are just here for a moment. Just live the body to use the mind, to eliminate more and more. Then when so much is gone, what do we need?

   ]  ]  ]   A smile from Srila Prabhupada   [   [   [

A simple ontology. A simple religion. A few simple friends. Some beans for the burro and we live to die

O.K.  [Oll Korrect]

Time to take rest. Read Krsna Dharma Prabhu's "Ramayana" at Srila Prabhupada's lotus feet for our Japa-mala. Our Japa-mala is our friend, to the end. Srila Prabhupada gave us him.  Hare Krsna, Hare Krsna.....    He can go back to goloka with us....  

DREAM
I dream of Goloka village
   In a forest without end.
I sits in a little dell while on both side
  The mountain peaks all swell.
A road it enters right and exits to the left.
  We forget from where it comes or goes,
But in Goloka of nothing we're bereft.
  Life goes on daily.
The calves go out to graze.
  Krsna's dancing to the music we calmly, clearly, praise!