CHAPTER NINE – Billy Brine
Billy Brine, cousin to our Rat,
Was distinguished by a Bolivian, felt, simpleton’s hat.
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3.25AM - R[5]
We just started Chapter 17 of the TLC. We learned one new detail after another: Chapter 17 so far is a summary study of CC 1.7, Lord Caitanya in Five Features. The dialog with Prakasananda Sarasvati that starts in Chapter 18 also starts in CC 1.7. The assignations of the verse, “Pancha tattva makam krsnam…”, now seems clearer to us. We see Prabhupada talking about both Confidential and Internal devotees when he is talking about Gadadhara Pandita, as contrasted with Srivasa Pandita who is the marginal potency. This seems to clarify our questions of whether Jiva souls become internal potency when they become attracted to conjugal love. Seems that some are Jiva and some are Hladini Shakti.
We develop a hypothesis. Then we read with that attitude and see confirmation or rejection.
Next, we see Prabhupada emphasizes learning from the Six Goswamis, but here we see him emphasizing especially following the path chalked out by Srila Jiva Goswami!
3.34AM – Time for bath, Puja, FMP. See you after that.
7.05AM – FMP, Japa to R[16], Krsna-katha with Bk. Daniel. Now let’s read and write and honor Banana, P-nut butter and Jam Prasadam.
Monkey: Well, Mr. Wizard, what should you write? You have BhSastri, BG class, to give later.
HpS: Well, Bhakta Tom, at this point I guess we should write lyrical fiction. It’s the only thing that seems to take us out of the work-a-day world of dollars and incensed people.
Deely’s Day
Once there was a goat named Deely, who was standing on the seeding machine out back of the barn. It put him about 30-inches up in the sky, so he had a pretty good view of the barn-yard around him. It was a little before 7AM and the October frost was just starting to dust the pumpkins. The smell of the sage from the desert was especially intoxicating, and Deely just stood there feeling the strong rays of the rising sun warming him. Eventually he even let out a loud bleat, feeling so animated.
A few hours later he was headed up the path to Clear Mountain Spring with Barney, the farm owner’s son, and Buitch, Barney’s collie. Barney had strung a pair of shoulder packs on Deely’s back and he was actually feeling quite useful. He also knew that unless he was able to contribute with cargo like this he probably would not have been brought along. Barney liked him, and so did Buitch [and Tasco, the Myna bird] but the extra care for a non-contributing team member would have been a real liability on a trip like this.
Deely rolled his shoulders a little to adjust the pack and then even took the lead some times since he was actually the oldest there by body years.
When they got to their destination, it was cold and crisp. It was the Ashrama of Leeky-pal Muni and the Ambarisa Bhu, Camp-park.
Some campfires had already been set in the fire rings and the smoke of burning pine and people huddling around fires in thick wool coats filled the air.
Barney, Buitch and Deely, set up their little tents by one open section next to the Great Stream and then went to see Leeky-pal Muni.
“How many times does the work, “hate” appear in the Krsna book, and does it mention Krsna ever hating anyone.
Leeky-pal went into trances and responded, “As far as I can tell, two times, and it is demons hating Krsna or Krsna not hating anyone.”
We will go back to the world and quite reading pamphlets from “The Hindu Heavenly Hate Society”.
“Good idea”, said, Leekey-pal Muni, "Better to go for a bike ride and dress like a Yogi so people ask you about the “Happy Heavenly Hindo Society”".
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