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got nothing to lose, here it is

 

 

hey hare krishna friends and my dear ex wife

 

 

 

i dont need your rules because god is real to me i dont have to meditate

or read or chant to see him or find him, got it?

 

it's boring to me, or, too exilherating, like overdosing on caffeine

 

 

i already see him, so when i do your wonderful sadhana, i get ill from

overdose of him, got it?

 

 

i cant believe you waste time looking for him in vrndavan when hes

everwhere,

 

you read on and on and on in scriptures, when he is the book you're holding

 

the floor on which sit, your mind, your body, everything, do you think

there is annything outside of him?

 

when i look at you i see a young soul being raised by maya, it is ever

so clear as day, just open your eyes

 

your flesh is his work, not yours you fool

did you build it? do you know how? can you make a body grow?

 

why do you consider "this is me looking for god"

when you dont know how to think that thought

you didnt make the brain, nor the body

you arent the thought, nor your mind

 

you are just the conscious witness, this is what the gita says too

 

so if youre a hindu then why cant you see this, haven't you read it?

 

 

it's plain to see when i was a child of 3, when they shot kennedy, and

before, and after

 

in every sermon, the priests spoke it out

but nobody listened, they couldnt bear reality

but for me it was normal, death is normal it's all normal

i am freaked that for you its not

 

i am freaked that for you build this world as you do

making things not realted to him

the reason for decoration on everything is to insure he is seen there by all

 

dont my brothers understand this

dont my sisters too

 

make everything reflect him, absolutely one and all

 

everyone, everything, all pieces, timbers, persons cars and things,

 

paint his name on everything and everwhere

 

what do you have to lose

 

in your own way, your own words, your own artwork and your own works

 

do it with your hand, and with yourlove, put his name on your house

 

put his name on your car

 

draw hearts, hands, faces, and simple patters,

 

to show you see these things, and respect them, respect all beauty, all life

 

that is the devotee of god, of jesus, of allah, of gwyndvn, celli, thor,

yahweh, jehova, you name him, thats right you name him

 

but put it everywhere, dont hide it

 

one and all, we die, we are the same, all needing love

 

all needing love

 

every person, everywhere is similar in this way

and in lonliness so many are dieing, cant we do anything

to love ourselves, the other witnesses, ourselves, in each other

 

youre not that matter, dont get confused

dont hate another, for their matter

matter is god, god is working on you

through your matter, to teach you lessons

 

you have to live it as do i, as i am, as i am trying

but know me as the witness, the consciousness inside,

i am dieing, and crying, to just be seen, for you to look into my eyes,

 

why cant you, do that with each other

in the streets, and everywhere

 

dont go on playing this bimbo game in the streets,

glorifying only young woman in every ad

 

dont you see as i do what this does to them, makes them like machines

just tryihng to get that marketing thing, to show their butts to whip up

lust, to get the best guy, richest dude, best catch, to agitate for no

reason

 

it's atheistic to the core, and its in every street, especially in

europe, everyone confused about what life is, zero consensus on the soul

or purpose

 

hey muslims, you made a mistake, europe is worse, i rest i case

 

tween the states and there its clear to me from the smoking and blatant

sexuality, that the states has some religion and pretty much europe does

not, or its hidden, i couldnt see it, i only saw the tight pants

 

they're everywhere, every woman, every age, if they have it all

 

they wear painted on pants, and prance about, smoking in every place,

its such a disgrace

 

i loved the hare krishna movement, for a few years, it was bliss,

when it was still virgin, not fucked over, by lies and other disgrace

 

it was the best thing on earth, because it was pure, simple, virgin,

real, divine, the highest thing, so perfect, so much for everyone, not

sectarian, just pure service to god, 24/7

 

but lies pollute dharma, for only truth is his last leg, funny, i just

learned, both hindus and celts call earth bhu-somthing, and a cow

 

yes the bull of dharma too, both refer to in the same way, and its no

wonder, i mean you can smell out, god is the common source for us all

 

you plod in fields, looking for facts, when the truth is plain to see,

about our life, evolution, races, and god, it's all before you if you

wish to see

 

if you are not matter in your mind, but totally spirit, pure witness divine

 

then matter rolls out for you, like a large color book, easy to read,

easy listening, plain, obvious, not greek

 

this rolls off my fingers with the greatest of ease, because i let it,

thats all, it's got its own ways

 

i have no argument with truth, so hes an open book, but his daughter i

still want, hence i still cry, but perhaps if i keep typing about him,

forever, i will not need even his daughter,nothing really, what else is

there

 

his daughter is the truly most obvious thing of grace, the female is to

me the ultimate statement, she lets in, she is graceful, sweet not

aggressive, hugging and loving, serving, and kissing, mother, daughter,

lover and wife, the most beautiful people, gods artwork in life

 

i can type about her, sing about her, look for her, and wait, where's

that woman who is my equal, my sister, gods daughter, my wife

 

i know her, i feel her, i love her, fully

i can see her, partly here and there, but never fully

not yet

 

coming closer, maybe some day, maybe i'll hold on, by typing this way,

endless poety, just let it flow out, all my days and nights, glides and

flights, here and there, everywhere, waiting hoping, thinking of her kiss,

 

soft, loving, sweet, embracing, forever and ever, through lifetimes and

deaths, never stopping, always seeing, god in everywhere and everything,

together working for him, under all conditions, loving, kissing, singing

 

 

 

so this is me, my reality, madman yes, drug test not passed,

 

just tolerating, this society, full of atheism, and resultant grief

 

it's not my fault, thats for sure, because i've always been, his worker

 

i never denied him, not since birth, never doubted it, only hid it

 

cuzz it wasn't hip, not accepted, not until i was separated

 

as i am now, stepping out, not caring anymore, to be amongst you

 

i dont need it anymore if you cant come to my side, i'm not crossing

 

i'm not playing, i dont hear you now, im clearly saying it

 

do you get it, leave me be, dont try to put me in your reality

 

it's way uglier than mine, believe me, cuzz i know yours, but believe me

you dont know mine

 

so i'm the only one who can be sure between us, cuzz i know youre not

where i am, cuzz it's safe here, totally safe, it's the only place

that's safe

 

but you look at me like i'm crazy, so i know for sure, that you are my

friend

 

cuzz here in my side, it's eternal, it never changes, its perfect, and

explainable

 

you are confused, and all your people too, you pollute the earth,

willingly, all the while, working detrimentally, towards the mission of

truth, spread by a few good true, devotees of god who you tend to hang,

mutilate crucify jail or simply blame

 

but i know who is who and what what and where everyone goes from a worm

to king tut, cuzz like i said, it's clear as day, when you know youre

not matter, then you see it a-spread, laid out before you, clear, true,

then you know it no doubt, youre in it, it's you

 

do you get it, the authority, thats right, some of us have it, because

we know, that we love you fully, all of you, equally, and that you dont

we see it, and we know the difference

 

this is my true reality, i've already surrendered, long ago, to the

mission, of his reality on earth, thats why i do what i do, and how i do

it well, its him only him his beauty and grace, he lights up everything,

including me, my way, my life, my screen, my code, my everything

 

do you get it now, are you there, can you dance forever

not hating, but loving, not hoarding not shoving but loving yes loving,

doing the right thing, and signing up, be on the god squad, the ones who

care, the ones who serve, put on the symbol, solve the riddle, share the

griddle, love your neighbor, just say something, but put up the symbol

of love, and hang out the flag, say hi to the kids, and share a cookie,

 

stop the wars, put down the guns, divide the water by head count, along

with everything else.

 

if you are smart, become a leader, sacrifice fully to help all others

dont accumulate, or worry for tommorrow, make today better, make the

earth surive it all

 

everything must recycle to nature, fully, this is the law, dont make

anything that remains, and nothing that kills

 

eat as low as you individually can, on the simplest food chains, learn

about whats good for you, what helps you in this path, keeps your body

going nicely, thats what hes put there for you

 

you are here temporarily, only, and its just a wide plane, for this

endevour alone, no other, no games, no nothing, which does not bear his

face, but you don't have to be, restrictive and moral, just never kill

anything, unnecessarily, including the earth, thats a must, you cant

kill her, then she'll guide you, whats good for her is good for you,

thats the law, love your mother, then she'll bethere for you

 

its so simple, dont you get it, throw out your old binding laws that

oppose this, you are smarter now, you can make new laws, that reflect

god into your lands, take you to a new time away from arrid LA, to

natural places of river valleys again, local living, in harmony, you

have to plan it now, with the remaining resources, make the change,

start to rearrange

 

it's possible, be open and honest, fix this stupid society, spread out

endless highways, burning oil, killing mother, start to turn it around,

you'll have to move, start on new ground, sometimes, in some places, but

try to wind down the silliest ones of all

 

plans made in love, not by greedy men, who hide vast wealth, while

cheating the whole land, who own all the houses, through a network of

banks, who think you are not worthy, of running your own lives

 

their laws suck, and always will, for they only think of greed,

themselves, they are atheists, do not put them in office, these fake

religious men, simply businessmen, the countries should be run by

saintly men, who truly follow god, who lives are open books, and then

you don't have to investigate them like crooks, because they tell the

truth, that they inhaled and fucked, so whats the big deal aobut that,

everyone does it, nearly, and so what

 

i hope this has helped some, its so simple,

and it took no thinking, i wrote it quickly

its spontaneous, because hes glorious

it's so easy, to sing his many praises

 

 

 

peace to my brothers and sisters

 

 

now i feel a little better

 

 

 

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ETERNITY ON THE BRIDGE...Since the 1999 New Year's Eve fireworks in Sydney,

locals have been agog with the mysterious appearance of the word Eternity in

lights on the bridge. It was seen world-wide on TV by millions of viewers, and

children have been asking confused parents since, - what does it

mean?Christians blinked with surprise when it appeared a hundred metres tall in

a copperplate scrawl perfected by the writer sixty years before. It emerged

ethereally out of the smoke to reveal an unexpected side of glitzy and brazen

Sydney.Eternity was displayed in the multi-million dollar extravaganza because

the man who wrote it half a million times on Sydney pavements was a genuine

Australian hero they said, a real outsider like Ned Kelly, battlers of the

Eureka Stockade and Thunderbolt.Organisers said it was a tribute to a man who

died in 1967 leaving an indelible legacy. Observers claimed it was a stroke of

divine intervention that God's sovereignty was displayed amidst the revelry of

a secular nation.The same promoters who roundly reject Almighty God in their

daily affairs turned right around and proclaimed His most awesome attribute for

the world to see.Newspaper stories covering the incident said that the

organisers saw in the wanderer that Stace was, not exactly homeless but a nomad

around town, and it's that side of him that appealed to them.They were careful

not to trivialise the life and work of Stace but to pay tribute to the man

himself. They said it was to convey Stace's message to a wider audience.

Perhaps the self-effacing and introverted man that Stace was might not have

approved of that kind of immortality, as he did his work over 35-years in the

shadow of darkness and when no one was looking.Sydney news hounds took 30-years

to track him down and reveal him for what he was; an evangelist. And they adored

his mystery.Back in 1967 when Mr. Eternity died, the city council voted to have

the word reproduced on the corner of George and Park Streets mid city, but for

a while it was overruled by the State Government. It took architect Ridley

Smith when creating Sydney Square at St. Andrew's Anglican Cathedral to include

the word embossed in solid brass in the pavement.It's there now near the

Wall-of-Water and seen by more people each week than all who wondered for years

about that mysterious ghost of the man and his nocturnal scribblings.

 

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"In 1930, after hearing a sermon in a Sydney church, Arthur Stace went on a

personal crusade to spread the Christian belief using chalk and one word,

Eternity. Between 1930 and his death in 1967, he wrote Eternity on the streets

of Sydney and its suburbs. For most of this time his identity remained unknown

to the public.I can still remember some of the places around North Sydney where

I saw the word written. There was something special and mysterious about its

appearance on the streets of your suburb. From memory, the word was always

written to the side of the pavement in yellow chalk. I never questioned its

authenticity.The word left by Arthur Stace is one childhood memory that has the

capacity to trigger many others."

-Jim Low

 

 

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couldnt bear realitybut for me it was normal, death is normal it's all normali

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you domaking things not realted to himthe reason for decoration on everything

is to insure he is seen there by alldont my brothers understand thisdont my

sisters toomake everything reflect him, absolutely one and alleveryone,

everything, all pieces, timbers, persons cars and things,paint his name on

everything and everwherewhat do you have to losein your own way, your own

words, your own artwork and your own worksdo it with your hand, and with

yourlove, put his name on your houseput his name on your cardraw hearts, hands,

faces, and simple patters,to show you see these things, and respect them,

respect all beauty, all lifethat is the devotee of god, of jesus, of allah, of

gwyndvn, celli, thor, yahweh, jehova, you name him, thats right you name himbut

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you

<<i loved the hare krishna movement, for a few years, it was bliss,

when it was still virgin, not fucked over, by lies and other disgrace>>

 

me

Every institution is open and prone to be corrupted by the material energy.

Even the Vedas are given in a pure form in the beginning, but due to the

interaction with this material energy, evreything spiritual is likely to

become corrupted in time, by either time and circumstances or by our own

understanding and belief system.

 

When Srila Prabhupada came to the West in 1965 and started his ISKCON, his

purity attracted many sincere boys and girls.

 

Unfortunately, once Srila Prabhupada left this planet, he could not

supervise the institution as before, and things started to deteriorate.

 

Look around and you will see the same story. Not long ago ISKCON was sued

for millions of dollars because of sexual child abuse accusations, and now

at present, we see an identical line when the Vatican is being prosecuted in

America, because a minority of their Catholic priests sexually abused

children for the past 20-30 years.

 

We can see the same story in many other institutions. Some of them hide the

problem under the carpet but sooner or later, the problems will come out.

 

Child molesters take shelter of institutions to practice their low instints.

 

Like you say, there are other disgraces that bring the institutions down,

lies, corruption etc. What we can do? Everything that happen to us is due

to our unseen karma.

 

I too was a victim of the immaturity and stupidity of some ISKCON devotees.

Not a sexual harrasement but mere stupidity, the ego trip, the "i know

better than you" trip.

 

Perhaps by coming from a poor country like Mexico, i learned to see the ego

trip on others. I could never "surrender" to them. To me they were

manipulating the show, distorting the teachings, and walking over sincere

souls. Perhaps they too were victims of a Freudian society.

 

They were telling me trips that i had seen worst in my country. Perhaps

they were more subtle, more phsychological, but their false ego trip was too

evident to me.

 

Mind, Srila Prabhupada was too high for them and he never let me down.

There are more good than bad trends in ISCKON. We are adults, and we know

how to avoid the bad "weather" and benefit from the good trends.

 

We have to be aware that we have a big and long job in purifyin our nature,

no medicine can work immediately.

 

When we start the spiritual path, we are likely to have some misconceptions

or false expectations, because we do not know better.

 

One misconception is to think that the guru will erase all our bad karmas

over night. It takes time for the medicine to work things out, and we have

to do our homework, not the guru.

 

This morning, i had a dream where i have told not to dweel my thoughts on

bad attacks. Bad attacks must come according to our karma, but the more we

think about them, the more we will go down with them.

 

Those attacks are too low in nature, we require to go upwards and not

downwards.

 

In my dream, i was in bliss helping those that want to go upwards. While

those that are going downwards, do not want to be helped.

 

Mother Durga has given a body to them, to go downwards. However, although

i forgive my enemies, i do not forget. To become complacent, is bad.

Forgive but do not forget. And do not think in the bad bits, think about

the positive things in life. Life is too short to waste time in going

downwards with our intentions.

 

you

<<it was the best thing on earth, because it was pure, simple, virgin,

real, divine, the highest thing, so perfect, so much for everyone, not

sectarian, just pure service to god, 24/7>>

 

me

When the bad weather comes, take shelter. Wait and see whenever the good

weather comes, and take a benefit from it.

 

The bad weather cannot last for long, a good weather has to come sooner or

later. Do not miss it.

 

Best wishes

Natabara Das