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All the assembled vaisnavas and guests please accept my humble obesensies. Vancha Kalpa.

 

I thought I would drop by to see how everything was here. A lot has happend in my life in the last few months since I have gone.How is everyone? Am I allowed back?

 

Hare Krsna

Haridham

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it is a good thing that this is a public forum and you have the CHOICE to READ or NOT READ his posts. I for one welcome everyone who wants to post.

You should never discourage anyone from associating with devotees, ever!

Haridham, you are totally welcome to post here again, and don't let one person discourage you from it.

Hare Krishna!

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any such reason nor do I care to. If you have some lingering beef with Haridham why not take the oppurtunity that now presents itself to practice forgiveness if you feel wronged in some way.

 

How can we approach Krsna for forgiveness if we are unwilling to forgive our brothers?

 

"Forget the past that sleeps,

And 'ner the future dream at all.

Act in times that are with thee,

And progress you shall call." - Bhaktivinode Thakur

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It has been so long since I read it that I have forgotten which poem it's from. A long poem and yet this is the only stanza I remember.

 

I'll look for it and post it unless someone beats me to it.

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It's from a poem called "Saragrahi Vaishnava," written in the early 1870s by Bhaktivinoda Thakura:

 

Alas for those who spend their days

In festive mirth and joy.

The dazzling, deadly, liquid forms

Their hearts fore'er employ.

 

The shining bottles charm their eyes

And draw their heart's embrace;

The slaves of wine can never rise

From what we call disgrace.

 

Was man intended to be

A brute in work and heart?

Should man, the Lord of all around,

From common sense depart?

 

Man's glory is in common sense

Dictating us the grace,

That man is made to live and love

The beauteous Heaven's embrace.

 

The flesh is not our own alas;

The mortal frame a chain;

The soul confined for former wrongs

Should try to rise again.

 

Why then this childish play in that

Which cannot be our own;

Which falls within a hundred years

As if a rose ablown.

 

Our life is but a rosy hue

To go ere long for naught;

The soul alone would last fore'er

With good or evil fraught.

 

How deep the thought of times to be!

How grave the aspect looks!

And wrapt in awe become, O, we,

When reading Nature's books.

 

Man's life to him a problem dark -

A screen both left and right;

No soul hath come to tell us what

Exists beyond our sight.

 

But then a voice, how deep and soft;

Within ourselves is left;

Man! Man! Thou art immortal soul!

Thee Death can never melt.

 

For Thee Thy Sire on High has kept

A store of bliss above,

To end of time, thou art Oh! His -

Who wants but purest love.

 

O Love! Thy power and spell benign

Now melt my soul to God;

How can my earthly words describe

That feeling soft and broad.

 

Enjoyment, sorrow - what but lots

To which the flesh is heir?

The soul that sleeps alone concludes

In them it hath a share.

 

And then, my friends, no more enjoy

Nor weep for all below;

The women, wine, and flesh of beasts

No love on thee bestow.

 

But thine to love thy brother man

And give thyself to God,

And God doth know your wages fair -

This fact is true and broad.

 

Forget the past that sleeps and ne'er

The future dream at all

But act in times that are with thee

And progress thee shall call.

 

But tell me not in reasoning cold,

The soul is made alone

By earth's mechanic lifeless rules

And to destruction prone.

 

My God who gave us life and all

Alone the soul can kill

Or give it all the joys above

His promise to fulfill.

 

So push thy onward march, O soul,

Against an evil deed

That stands with soldiers Hate and Lust -

A hero be indeed.

 

Maintain thy post in spirit world

As firmly as you can

Let never matter push thee down -

O stand heroic man.

 

O Sharagrahi Vaishnava soul

Thou art an angel fair;

Lead, lead me on to Vrindaban

And spirit's power declare.

 

There rests my soul from matter free

Upon my Lover's arms

Eternal peace and spirits love

Are all my chanting charms.

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I forgot then spaced it out as is usual for me.

 

"But then a voice, how deep and soft;

Within ourselves is left;

Man! Man! Thou art immortal soul!

Thee Death can never melt.

 

For Thee Thy Sire on High has kept

A store of bliss above,

To end of time, thou art Oh! His -

Who wants but purest love."

 

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For Thee Thy Sire on High has kept

A store of bliss above,

To end of time, thou art Oh! His -

Who wants but purest love."

 

 

1 Corinthians 2:9

However, as it is written: “No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love him”

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