Krishnas Birthday in Los Angeles

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1 Week ago I came to Los Angeles to be with an old friend, who's like a

big brother. He's great. I'm glad I came down to visit. I have not been

to LA in quite a while. I never stayed this long previously either. Nor

have I ever moved in certain circles while here previously.

 

I'm driving along Ventura Boulevard in the Los Angeles mega city, at

3:30 AM, the night of Janmastami, and Bhaktivedanta Swami's Birthday. I

am 41 yrs old. I have life's issues on my mind, including work, love,

kids, God, the usual stuff. Having chanted Krishna's name much the day

earlier, I'm doing well.

 

There are two stars visible in the night sky showing out my windshield.

I smile and think.

 

Though I've been here in LA going on a second week now, I haven't seen

anyone misbehave at all. Everyone is behaving in traffic, on the

streets, everywhere. Everywhere I look it seems really very pleasant. Of

course, I'm in the nice parts of town. They are definitely nice.

 

Passions run high, plastic breasts are everywhere. The "LA Weekly"

sports many plastic surgery ads. The back of the magazine is filled with

lady escort ads with photos. The passion of sex runs extremely high

here. I had no idea it was like this.

 

I met with some interesting persons. Unfortunately cannot say much.

Movie Stars and the throngs of glomming on wannabes can and do have

major problems and really suffer.

 

There are many beautiful woman here. They know it. They are advertising,

the highest bidder gets the prize, the cash is money and fame, the prize

a perfect female face and body to have and to hold, plastic included.

 

In this place without Krishna, I can only imagine the soul would get

completely entranced in the pursuit of this extreme passion this place

represents. This city revolves around sex and money like nowhere I've

ever seen. The more power a man can weild and turn to cash, the more he

will get paid or "traditional" woman all over him here. It's the

"Krishna and the Gopis" game. The "look" that woman have to have here to

play the game is well known. You can buy it pretty much. Inserts,

enhancements, liposuction, and so many things like this are widely

available, with payment plans etc. They make it easy. So, woman are

paying to get the look, because the look is like a meal ticket here.

There's alot of men with money, and so there's alot of business in all

respects for those who have the look. From kind boyfriends to every

other level of negotiation, there's business here for a succulent babe.

 

I met one young female, who is scoring. She's apparently getting a major

dude player, names withheld. She admitted it wasn't the personality or

body, as both are not attractive to her. Then what's that leave? Money

and fame. Good enough, apparently. Would it be for you?

 

I feel like I'm in Rome just before you know what. It's pretty bizarre.

 

Sincerety to serve God? Hmmm.

 

So I'm driving along thinking over the revelations of hanging out down

here for a week, and I see these two big stars in the early morning sky

above the Valley here. They shine brightly, hung there in the sky. They

seem small, like a little ornament in our LA night, decorating our LA sky.

 

But in fact, they are massive Suns, probably way larger than the Earth

by huge amounts. In fact, they might not be stars at all, who knows,

maybe they are bright universes far away. I don't know which stars I'm

looking at, it's just two stars, two little white dots I can totally and

safely ignore if I want to.

 

After all, they're just two stars, and I'm driving in LA of all places!

 

In this way, I'm absorbed in my city, absorbed in my thoughts, perhaps

tense and worried, perhaps gloating or moaning. But whatever I'm doing,

actually, those two stars are way larger than my planet, what to speak

of LA city, and they live way longer than me, and possibly have a whole

bunch of say in what happens in my life actually, whereas I have no say

pretty much as far as I can tell.

 

Am I skewed? You bet. We all are. We all have our vision focused

locally, and in this way we're terrified. If only we could use our

consciousness freed from our bodies, to perceive very widely, even if

just minutes a day, then perhaps the ladies wouldn't have to all pack

water balloons, and the guys could plant trees for an hour a day instead

of pumping iron. LA needs trees, not biceps and boobs.

 

Less plastic, more trees, that's a better Los Angeles, City of Angels.

 

I love LA, as it is, and as it could be, 10 Million Future Angels in

schooling. Ahhhh!

 

I'm driving along at 3:30. I'm thinking about my soul and Krishna. Even

the bars and prostitutes are all asleep now. Rest in peace for now my

brothers and sisters. Tommorrow try again, to find happiness. One day,

we will all have full happiness. One day, these lessons will be over,

and we'll be home again.

 

Fortunate are we, as we agree to see. A small group of people celebrate

the Birth of the speaker of the Bhagavad Gita all night last night here

in Los Angeles. In the city of Angels, of 10 million humans, a couple

hundred celebrate the birth of He is most likely or eligible to be

called "God". The rest are otherwise engaged. Brave are we, when we step

in faith rather than the more visible. What we see will vanish, so it is

better to have faith in that which is not seen.

 

Easy to say, hard to do, what better pursuit exists for me and you?

 

Peace to Everyone on GJLIST with the Holy Name of Krishna.

 

Hare Krishna Hare Rama

 

And in rememberance of Bhaktivedanta Swami, who was kind enough to come

to us here. I do think, for as long as there are humans on Earth, he

will ALWAYS be remembered.

 

 

 

Das Goravani

 

 

 

 

 

 

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