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new thoughts

God is a friend
but He pisses me off.
what does He know of loss?
who am i to to question the cost?
i know the rules, he remains aloft.
the rules are simple, give up the game
of ups and downs and
pleasure and pain.
find the middle path.
it’s easy and hard.
you can’t quit whatever you never start.
we are here because we want to be.
to experience materiality in it’s entirety.
with loss comes learning.
with a lack comes yearning.
with lust there is burning.
Goodness. Passion. Ignorance.
the material modes that we know.
Eating Mating Sleeping Defending
Birth Life Death Rebirth unending.
with release comes peace, after a while at least.
a lust for life is the nature of the beast,
i am no exception, no matter what i preach.
and so, the three modes, they have me high and low.
The middle path, both light and dark but the rules are hard…
No gambling.
No intoxicating substances.
No murder (includes meat eating).
No sex unless we wish to beget God’s bless through holiness.
four little rules for misguided fools like me and you.
don’t worry, rules are made to be broken,
From a lack of Dharma may Kharma be spoken.

the devil does not exist

when i write of God (which is fairly often), i think of Krishna.
it’s difficult to find words that express the unknowable, the unprovable.
i’m not saying He exists, rather that i’m sure he does exist.
how can we give a name to the unknowable and unprovable? that which is beyond our senses and yet can be sensed by some?
one day i was annoyed by God and his law of nature (the nature of this planet) so i told him (i’ve told this story in it’s longer version a few months ago), promised to read his book properly if only he would stop the wind.
The gale force wind stopped.
so i bought an old bible and read it.
afterwoulds i told Him that i disagreed with it and that i had held my barter with him.
not long after i was introduced to Bhakti, which means Love and i was hooked, finally something that has an answer for everything, even if it’s a little difficult to comprehend with these material five senses.
i truly believe that these things happened due to my bargaining with God on that windy day.

i’ve always believed there is a God, i jus had to find him.
i’ve never believed in the devil.
nor that Jesus was the Son Of God. he may have been an avatar in much the same way as Buddha was.

everything that is not part of God is temporary, even the gods who, in the Christian tradition, may be thought of as angels i guess.
there is a story that Brahma was pretending to be God, so God absorbed him or something,
Brahma may be likened to the Norn who spins the thread of life and for a while there was no Brahma.
there was no soul great enough to become the new Brahma and so Krishna himself out of love became Brahma for a while.
i don’t believe that God in his infinite Truth Knowledge & Bliss would consign his souls to damnation.

i’m being harrased by household and parenting duties, may continue this later.

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King James Bible, printed and bound in Bond St, London 1825 and possibly owned by a distant relative of mine.

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Krishna and His Śrīmad Bhāgavatam

93. psalm from this sinner

i can’t sleep tonight
Hare Krsna Hare Krsna
something’s not right
Krsna Krsna Hare Hare

Jaya Hare Krsna
jaya jaya
Hare Rama

where are the devotees
Hare Rama Hare Rama
please god help me
Rama Rama Hare Hare

Lord help me love you
Hare Krsna Hare Krsna
He who is above all
Krsna Krsna Hare Hare

guide me with patience
Hare Rama Hare Rama
and sweet floral fragrance
Rama Rama Hare Hare

Jaya Hare Krsna
jaya jaya
Hare Rama
Jaya Hare Rama
jaya jaya
Hare Krsna

Hare Krsna Hare Krsna
Krsna Krsna Hare Hare

Hare Rama Hare Rama
Rama Rama Hare Hare
GLB 23.2.9

my prayer

i used to think that it’s rude to pray.
imagine being constantly bombarded
by every tom dick and harry
“please let me win the lottery”
“please lord i won’t steal again, please don’t let me get caught”
“please let me finish on time”
me me me.
i used to think that praying means asking for something.
maybe it does.
maybe The Big I Am wants us to pray,
like a parent who would love to hear his child
ask for an ice cream after years of anguished silence.
it seems we remember God more when we lose things.

An imperfect quote;
“Sri Krsna uvaca
By My causeless mercy, all that you love shall be taken away, that you may remember Me.”

here is my prayer:
Lord may you help those that are in pain. not just those near me, nor those that get coverage on tv,
but everyone. not just humans but flora and fauna too. no one is more important than the other.