aham sarvasya prabhavo
mattah sarvam pravartate
iti matva bhajante mam
budha bhava-samanvitah
I am the source of all spiritual and material worlds. Everything emanates from Me.
The wise who perfectly know this engage in My devotional service and worship Me with all their hearts.
Bhagavad-Gita As It Is (Chapter 10, Text 8)

In the Bhagavad-gita, Sri Krishna, the Supreme Personality of Godhead, explains to his warrior friend Arjuna that He is the Master of Unlimited Resources. In this classic text from the ancient teachings of the Vedas of India are countless slokas, or verses written in the original Sanskrit language of the earth, about Bhakti Yoga, the yoga of devotion to God in the heart.

brahmany adhaya karmani
sangam tyaktva karoti yah
lipyate na sa papena
padma-patram ivambhasa
One who performs his duty without attachment, surrendering the results unto the Supreme Lord,
is unaffected by sinful action, as the lotus leaf is untouched by water.
Bhagavad-Gita As It Is (Chapter 5, Text 10)

On Spiritual Economics

 The currency of Material Economics is dollars and cents,
whereas the currency of Spiritual Economics is love

In Spiritual Economics the more we give, the more we live to give…
….living becomes the gift of giving….

The business of Unlimited Resources is to engage in practical service that is dovetailed with service to God. This is the business of Spiritual Economics. In the material world, people are motivated by love of money, whereas in the Spiritual World, souls are motivated by pure love for Krishna and His dearmost servants. Just imagine what kind of a world we could inhabit if people were motivated to give to one another as an offering of love!

A positive example of Spiritual Economics is the barter system. One person brings his organic homegrown potatoes to trade with another person for some honey he gathered from his beehives. As they understand the relative value of their products in terms of the common denominator of money, so they strike a fair trade. But in the process of exchanging goods they have both produced as a labor of love in harmony with the earth, spirits of the earth, and God, they develop an affinity for one another. The potato farmer concludes the deal by throwing in a bushel full of hot chili peppers because he likes the bee farmer so well. The bee farmer reciprocates by offering the potato farmer a slab of beeswax. While they are having a good time trading, the potato farmer’s wife arrives and offers the bee farmer some homemade oatmeal cookies. See what happens when we try to serve one another and God in the spirit of love and devotion? – we just want to give and give more. What a contrast to the modern capitalistic entrepreneurs who try to squeeze every drop of profit out of customers!!

karmany evadhikaras te
ma phalesu kadacana
ma karma-phala-hetur bhur
ma te sango stv akarmani
You have a right to perform your prescribed duty, but you are not entitled to the fruits of action. Never consider yourself the cause of the results of your activities, and never be attached to not doing your duty.
Bhagavad-Gita As It Is, (Chapter 2, Text 47)

It is very easy to serve the Master of Unlimited Resources when we understand that everything of this material manifestation is coming from the Supreme Personality of Godhead. We cannot possibly claim any of it for our own proprietorship in any permanent manner – we are simply stewards of Krishna’s resources. The most wonderful aspect of Spiritual Economics is the realization that as God’s resources are unlimited, our potential to utilize and serve those resources is also unlimited.

sri-bhagavan uvaca
sannyasah karma-yogas ca
nihsreyasa-karav ubhau
tayos tu karma-sannyasat
karma-yogo visisyate
The Personality of Godhead replied: The renunciation of work and work in devotion are both good for

liberation. But, of the two, work in devotional service is better than renunciation of work.

Bhagavad-gita As It Is (Chapter 5, Text 2)

In this age of Quarrel and Hypocrisy, known as the Kali Yuga, the ancient Sanskrit Hare Krishna Maha Mantra is
recommended in the Vedic scriptures as the most effective means of meditation for deliverance from material conditional life:


Translation: Oh God, Oh Energy of God! Please engage me in your service!

This mantra is more powerful than an atom bomb.

All other mantras, such as OM, are contained with it.

It is a sound incarnation of God and one who chants it purely can at
once be reconnected to Lord Sri Krishna in one’s constitutional spiritual identity.

Welcome to Dravida dasa’s Padma Productions! The goal of this project is to make available a variety of selections from Vaishnava scripture on tape cassettes as well as to acquaint the listener with the exquisite Sanskrit poetry of Srimad Bhagavatam and other Vedic literature. Most of the tapes consist of Sanskrit verses chanted to tamboura accompaniment, with English translation and original versification. All tapes feature Dravida dasa, a Vaishnava scholar, musician and poet who has edited Back to Godhead magazine and other books published by the Bhaktivedanta Book Trust for over 25 years.

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Dravida Dasa

Dravida dasa began his career as an English editor for the Bhaktivedanta Book Trust in 1975 and has continued up to the present, except for a year at ISKCON’s scientific branch, the Bhaktivedanta Institute, from 1978 to 1979. From 1983 to 1989 he was part of the team that produced the last six 1,000-page volumes of the magnum opus of His Divine Grace A. C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada: a commentated English translation of India’s jewel of Vedic wisdom, the 18,000-verse Shrimad-Bhagavatam (Bhagavata Purana). He also helped produce the revised version of Shrila Prabhupada’s nine-volume Chaitanya-charitamrita during 1995-96 and his Krishna book from 1994-95. In addition to his editing work, he teaches Bhakti Yoga classes at the Los Angeles and San Diego ISKCON centers.

Throughout all this immersion in transcendental literature, Dravida dasa developed a love of the Sanskrit language, and especially the elaborate Sanskrit prosody of the Bhagavatam, portions of the Chaitanya-charitamrita, and other bhakti literature. His devotion and expertise in chanting form a marvelous combination evident on these audiotapes.


The Holy Name of Sri Hari Is All That Be
by Anonymous
versification by Dravida dasa

madhuram madhurebhyo ‘pi mangalebhyo ‘pi mangalam
pavanam pavanebhyo ‘pi harer namaiva kevalam

Of sweet things, it’s the sweetest you will taste at any time;
Of things that bring good fortune, it’s good fortune’s paradigm;
Of things that purify, it purifies most powerf’lly;
The Holy Name of Sri Hari is surely all that be.

abrahma-stamba-paryantam sarvam maya-mayam jagat
satyam satyam punah satyam harer namaiva kevalam

>From Brahma’s realm atop the sky down to the lowly grass,
Illusion reigns in Maya-devi’s treacherous morass.
The truth, the truth, the only truth: the Name of Sri Hari.
The Holy Name of Sri Hari is surely all that be.

sa guruh sa pita capi sa mata bandhavo ‘pi sah
siksayec cet sada smartum harer namaiva kevalam

He’s the guru, he’s the father, he’s the friend most true,
And she’s the real mother who most kindly teaches you
To always chant and hear the Holy Name of Sri Hari.
The Holy Name of Sri Hari is surely all that be.

nihsvase na hi visvasah kada ruddho bhavisyati
kirtaniya mato balyad harer namaiva kevalam

Remember that our final breath may come at any time,
No matter if we’re old and sick or in our youthful prime.
So young and old alike should chant the Name incessantly.
The Holy Name of Sri Hari is surely all that be.

harih sada vaset tatra yatra bhagavata-janah
gayanti bhakti-bhavena harer namaiva kevalam

Lord Sri Hari forever dwells wherever devotees
Whose hearts are fixed on Him and free of all impurities
Uplift their voices high and sing His Name in ecstasy.
The Holy Name of Sri Hari is surely all that be.

aho duhkham maha-duhkham duhkhad duhkhataram yatah
kacartham vismrtam ratna-harer namaiva kevalam

Alas! What sorrow! What great pain! The worst calamity-
For people to forget the Holy Name of Sri Hari!
Although the Name’s a priceless gem, mere broken glass they see.
The Holy Name of Sri Hari is surely all that be.

diyatam diytatam karno niyatam niyatam vacah
giyatam giyatam nityam harer namaiva kevalam

Just fill your ears, just fill them with the Name of Sri Hari!
Just chant the Name, just chant the Name with all sincerity!
Just sing the Name, just sing the Holy Name eternally!
The Holy Name of Sri Hari is surely all that be.

trni-krtya-jagat sarvam rajate sakalopari
cid-ananda-mayam suddham harer namaiva kevalam

It makes this world appear like bits of straw upon the ground;
It splendorously reigns supreme-divinity in sound;
It’s filled with transcendental bliss and peerless purity;
The Holy Name of Sri Hari is surely all that be.

Inspired to glorify the Holy Name of Sri Hari,
A certain sage composed this hymn in Sanskrit poetry.
I pray that those who read this lowly version made by me
Will chant the Holy Name of Sri Hari in ecstasy.

From Srimad Bhagavatam 10.21.2 and 10.21.5
versification by Dravida dasa

Vrndavan’s rivers, lakes, and hills
Rang out with lovely hums and trills
As flocks of birds and maddened bees
Rejoiced among the flow’ring trees.

To those idyllic woods and glens
Repaired Govinda with His friends,
Sri Rama and the cowherd boys,
To taste the most exquisite joys.

And as they walked along the way,
Absorbed in herding and in play,
Sri Krsna, Beauty Absolute,
Began to blow His mystic flute.


With lovely peacock plume upon His head,
And small blue blossom placed upon each ear,
He entered Vraja’s woods with graceful tread,
A handsome dancing actor without peer.

His golden-yellow raiment brightly glowed,
His splendid garland reached down to His knees,
And from His luscious lips the nectar flowed
And filled His flute with charming melodies.

And so did Krsna start His blissful day
With cowherd friends who sang His glories sweet,
And as He walked He beautified the way
With fine impressions of His lotus feet.

Srila Prabhupada-Kripastaka—offered on Vyasa-puja day, 1997
(Inspired verse-by-verse by the Gurv-astaka, by Srila Visvanatha Cakravarti Thakura)

Trapped within samsara’s all-devouring, blazing fire,
We had no hope of rescue till, by Krishna’s strong desire,
You boldly sailed across the sea to spread His Holy Name
And teach the truths of bhakti so some souls would be reclaimed.

O Prabhupada, your mercy is my only treasure now;
Unto your soothing lotus feet I bow.

Patiently you taught us how to chant the Holy Name,
And how to dance, and how to sing, and what was life’s true aim.
And thus you gave us Lord Caitanya’s teachings unalloyed,
And saved us from the all-devouring Mayavadi void.

O Prabhupada, your mercy is my only treasure now;
Unto your soothing lotus feet I bow.

When Krishna-bhakti spread and you had centers here and there,
You introduced the worship of the Deities so fair.
And soon throughout the world Their Lordships smiled upon your crew
And nourished strong devotion to Themselves, and unto you.

O Prabhupada, your mercy is my only treasure now;
Unto your soothing lotus feet I bow.

Prasadam was your special weapon, no one could resist;
Once the Sunday Feast had started, no one could desist.
Halva, sweet rice, crisp pakoras, subjis, puris, rice—
With these and other preps you did our tongues and hearts entice.

O Prabhupada, your mercy is my only treasure now;
Unto your soothing lotus feet I bow.

The books you showered down upon the masses and on us
Taught scripture’s sacred essence: bhakti pure and nectarous.
And while you wrote you relished Sri-Sri Radha-Krishna’s name
And form and pastimes, qualities, and everlasting fame.

O Prabhupada, your mercy is my only treasure now;
Unto your soothing lotus feet I bow.

While managing your ISKCON, with the whole world as your stage,
Meeting, preaching, trav’ling like a man of half your age,
You served Their Lordships Sri-Sri Radha-Krishna in your heart,
Arranging for Their pastimes in Vrindavan’s secret part.

O Prabhupada, your mercy is my only treasure now;
Unto your soothing lotus feet I bow.

“The guru is as good as God,” you said, and some were shocked.
But you had simply quoted scripture: you did not concoct.
And sure enough, for those who worship you as they would God,
The path of bhakti opens wide and joyfully is trod.

O Prabhupada, your mercy is my only treasure now;
Unto your soothing lotus feet I bow.

If you bestow your mercy, then Sri Krishna gives His too;
But if your mercy’s lacking, then there’s nothing we can do.
So every day we should reflect upon your life sublime
And vow to serve you always with our body, words, and mind.

O Prabhupada, your mercy is my only treasure now;
Unto your soothing lotus feet I bow.

I pray that my small hymn, though lacking literary worth,
Presented on this day of your appearance on this earth,
May find some favor both with you and with your devotees,
Who hover ’round your lovely lotus feet like maddened bees.

O Prabhupada, I pray that you bestow your mercy now;
Unto your soothing lotus feet I bow.

Verse 25
The Lord reciprocated the feelings of the inhabitants of the forest of Vrindavana. When there was rainfall, the Lord took shelter at the feet of the trees of in the caves and enjoyed the taste of different fruits with His eternal associates the cowherd boys. He played with them, sat with them, and ate fruits with them.










Light of the Bhagavata was composed in Vrindavana, India in 1961 in response to an
invitation to attend a world conference, the Congress for Cultivating the Human Spirit,
held in Japan. His Divine Grace A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada selected this
chapter from one of the main texts of the ancient Vedas of India, the Srimad Bhagavatam,
that describes the autumn season in Vrindavana, as a suitable offering for the Japanese
culture, which is very fond of nature.Since Srila Prabhupada departed from this world
before it was finished, The Bhaktivedanta Book Trust took up the task of completing
this work, engaging the artistic talents of Madame Li Yun Sheng to beautifully illustrate
the philosophical concepts of Bhakti Yoga, the yoga of love and devotion, presented

1996 The Bhaktivedanta Book Trust International ISBN: 978-93-82176-54-1

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Their Lordships Sri-Sri Radha Nila Madhava, the Deities (forms of God) Who reside in Seattle, Washington.
All glories to Sri-Sri Radha Nila Madhava!


His Divine Grace A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada, the Founder Acarya of The International Society for Krishna Consciousness and Jagad-Guru of the entire world for the next ten thousand years.


Srimati Radharani on Her Appearance Day, September 1995 in Seattle, Washington.
Jai Radhe!



Srila Prabhupad Priyastakam
by His Grace Kalakantha dasa

O Srila Prabhupad, Lord Nityananda’s sharpest tool,
today, Jagai and Madhai aren’t exceptions, they’re the rule.
You are that sena-pati-bhakta forecast to appear.
In this world, to Sri Nitai, how could someone be more dear?

Mridangas, kartals, hari-nama and books in endless streams;
Gauranga’s mighty weapons in His sankirtan regime.
You launched this sacred arsenal throughout our sorry sphere.
In this world, to Gauranga, how could someone be more dear?

The taste of Radha’s love for Krishna prompts Gauranga’s form,
a taste you knew could also make the troubled heart transform.
“Seek out Sri Radha’s grace,” you urged, en route to Boston’s pier.
In this world, to Sri Radha, how could someone be more dear?

“Do not disturb the ignorant,” sings Krishna in His song;
“their love for sense enjoyment is exceptionally strong.”
And yet, for Him, you came to me and boldly interfered.
In this world, to Lord Krishna, how could someone be more dear?

When Radha and her friends pulled Krishna in His stunning cart,
the Rathayatra fest began, a boon to every heart.
You blessed a hundred cities with its blissful atmosphere.
In this world, to Lord Jagannath, could someone be more dear?

When one attacks illusion such as you did, Prabhupad,
he surely will be tested as severely as Prahlad.
You thus left us the Deity who mitigates all fear.
In this world, to Nrsimhadev, could someone be more dear?

The fearless Srila Sarasvati urged his sons to preach,
but ev’ry town and village seemed impossible to reach
until you smashed the barricade and laid the pathway clear.
In this world, to your guru, how could someone be more dear?

Though Jesus said to ‘Love thy Lord,’ his order was obscured;
the Buddha and the Prophet, too, find chaos masks their words.
But you left us your lawbooks with a message crystal clear.
In this world, to your follower, could someone be more dear?

Despite its faulty rhythm, tortured rhymes and worn-out plan,
a certain fallen poet sings, as sweetly as he can,
this praise of Srila Prabhupad, a subject so sublime
that anyone who listens savors krishna prem in time.

2010 Vyasa Puja Offering to Srila Prabhupada
by His Grace Adhiyajna dasa

Lotus man from a lotus land
beneath desire trees you did stand
with your friend who loves you true
Srila Prabhupada, your favorite color is blue.

In the land where the sweet Yamuna flows
you had to know where does she go,
a floating lotus on her waves, you followed her,
Srila Prabhupada, our past material existence is just a blur.

The lotus world you left, some say,
quite untrue, you just brought it our way,
we were drowning in ignorance’s sorrow,
Srila Prabhupada, to you we surrender, today and tomorrow.

As a lotus flower takes time to bloom,
you first studied Maya’s gloom
and then you took our knowledge’s knife,
Srila Prabhupada, you gave us new life.

Your lotus temples attracted souls of bee nature,
some flew, some ran, others crawled to your shelter,
to all you gave your loving heart’s embrace,
Srila Prabhupada, that’s why we call you Your Divine Grace!

Sometimes I wonder which pain was worse,
your separation or Maya’s curse,
some slipped, some fell, and some wandered,
Srila Prabhupada, other than your ISKCON shelter, we have never pondered.

If love is blind, why do I still see Maya’s face?
My sins are many, senses are wild, I’m a disgrace.
Come let us leave our desires behind us,
Srila Prabhupada, on love’s path only you can guide us.

Separation and union, the seasons change,
let the pendulum swing, we’ll meet you again,
until then, let us take up the fight,
Srila Prabhupada, we’ll make you feel proud, right?

by Her Grace Kaumudaki dasi


The springtime of his life was spent
in blossoming enlightenment.

In summer he became mature,
in holy service strong and pure.

He left his children and his wife
to share the autumn of his life.

His harvest was of spiritual truth
accepted by the Western youth.

He left us here one autumn night,
his body died, his soul took flight.

Why wait for winter’s ice and snow?
The autumn is the time to go.

The leaves turn gold, and ruby red–
a flitting tribute for the dead.

For, living still, the dead can see
our sorry plight and set us free.

by His Grace Suresvara dasa


First Darsana

Golden swan gliding
Almighty humility
Bow wow bow down now.

First Diksa

He sees my lost soul
Calls me servant, my jaw drops
“Come on, take your beads.”

First Daksina

Shaved skull, orange sheet
Begging down hillbilly street
Five bucks absolute.

Last Words

My life continues
Only by your divine grace
Suresvara dasa.

O Humble Servant
by His Grace Gokulananda dasa

can shallow hearts begin to understand
the beauty of God’s true servants
who only live to serve His perfect will
the Golden Lord’s desire is theirs
to carry forth His precious gifts
in their trusted hands
to bring down into the world of sorrow
the bounty of divine grace
and start anew His Golden Age
of pure love and brotherhood for all
from among Mahaprabhu’s worthy messengers
the humble servant of His servants
Abhay Charan, His fearless acolyte
has been sent to show the world
the power and beauty of divine love
with all its glories and miracles
to give mankind a new beginning
towards God’s eternal loving service

His humble servant does carry
from on high the flood of mercy
to extinguish our fiery affliction
Karunavatar’s ceaseless downpour of true nectar
to fill our weary hearts with hope
that our heavy struggles
will soon meet their end
so that we can again attain
the hidden gates within our hearts
where purest love stirs up again
upon receiving the divine call
from His humble servant’s luminous words
holding high the torch of knowledge
the great light of divya-jnana
to help reveal the inner course
beyond the labyrinth of doubts
towards unseen worlds of selfless love
where the Lord shares His sweet splendour
and loving pastimes of purest delight
His humble servant has labored with love
to build the bridges of bhakti
which alone can help us all
cross beyond this world of ruin
and progress towards life’s perfection
embodied before our searching eyes
in your majestic meekness
with unshakable determination
spreading the Lord’s glories
to light up the invading darkness
with Krishna’s name and fame
O humble servant we pray to thee
that we may take to heart your gifts
of sweet surrender to God’s will
and hold on tight to your sure hand
which can take us back to Him
Who alone can fulfill
our heart’s endless search
for His pure love
which abundantly flows fom you
His true humble servant.
by Lavanya-mangala-devi dasi


In New York it all began,
as your special mercy sprinkled throughout this land.

Chanting before your munificent murti…
…you exceed all definitions of ecstasy!

My attention transfixed by your awesome magnanimity,
watching the life airs flow through your transcendent humanity;
my life airs are contingent upon your sweet impartiality.

I am loving you and you are loving me
in this precious exchange of Krishna Bhakti.

You offer these precious flowers from your desire tree,
you extend these rare fruits to your nectar collector bees…
…these bittersweet druplets of sacrifice endured on behalf of your devotees…

Prabhupada, I never realized the extent of suffering
you tolerated within this Mrtyu-loka sea.

All the tears I’ve cried equal but a drop from your waters of charity.
Only a pure soul as you could withstand such intense austerity.

The honeyloka of the Holy Name is concentrated
in the confidential folds of your prema manjaris.

My senses are trembling to comprehend
the tribulations you are revealing to me…

The topmost cream of Lord Hari is swirling into
crystalline encrusted particles of separation from the Proprietor of All that Be.

Is it madness or do I perceive symptoms of sadness
streaming from your divine personality?

How can an insignificant jiva like me fathom
the nectar blossoms from your gardens of spirituality?

Meditation on those who reside in the hive of your heart
consolidates ambrosia into taffy for the masses…

To comprehend the dedication of those who offer rock sugar candy
necklaces unto thee is drenching my consciousness in waves of incredulity.

Prabhupada, please forever churn me in your mead of love for Gaurahari!

2011 Vyasa Puja Offering
by Her Grace Radhika devi dasi

Yesterday we celebrated the birth of your Lord
Sri Krishna Bhagavan,
Today we celebrate the birth of His foremost servitor
Abhay charan Bhaktivedanta Srila Prabhupada.

What can poor poets say in a few words about His Divine Grace?
But that you are that personality
who brought the great treasure of Krishna prem!

What can we say in a few words about our gurudeva?
That you are that personality who taught us, your disciples, in such a way
as to spread in every town and village the chanting of the Holy name.

What can we say in a few words to magnify your fame?
That you took birth in the age of quarrel to guide an entire humanity
back to the lotus feet of the Lord of the universe.

In a few words we cannot name the list of books you gave to
guide us back to the portals of Goloka’s paradise.

In a few words we can only say, that astounding literary feats such as
the output of your Krishna library, your BBT, Bhaktivedanta Book Trust,
giant among theistic publishers, was never seen in the history of publishing!

You brought the Gita, whose illuminating
purports destroy the darkness of a purportedly lost humanity!
You brought the Light of the Bhagavata
to a darkened populace for eternal life of a newly revived age of love,
the sankirtan movement of Gaudiya.

What can we say in a few words about Srila Prabhupada?
But that his ecstatic literatures will provide the law books
for the next 10,000 years of the golden age of Krishna prem

What can we say about him, our eternal Sat guru?
That all students and teachers following in his wake know who is God,
what is the soul, what is the subject matter of our talks and
how to love Radha-Govinda.

Prabhupada is that person in whom we’ve placed our faith, our words,
our thoughts, our lives, our hearts, and indeed, the mantras he taught.

Prabhupada is that person we waited for through countless births to set
us free from death’s rank of mortals

He gave and gives us immortality, knowledge, joy!
He is the satchitananda of our lives, the wellspring of song,
the teacher of dance, the chorale instructor of mass sankirtan,
the custodian of the greatest multi-lingual spiritual library.

Oh Srila Prabhupada, may we now raise up our voice, dance to your rhythms,
speak with one voice the eternal refrain of the mantra of choice,
equipoised in Goloka, Maha-sound of Kaliyuga’s destroyer

HARE KRISHNA Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare
Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare!

Poem to Prabhupada
by His Grace Drutakarma dasa

servant of God
deliver me
from misery
truth reveal
sufferings heal
awaken the bliss
that I miss
servant of God
sing His name
spread His fame
give His grace
in every place
servant of God
enter my heart
make me a part
of God’s family
for eternity
servant of God
give His love
from above
to every soul
make us whole
servant of God
bring me back
on the track
where I belong
after so long
servant of God

by His Grace Anubhavananda dasa

Srila Prabhupada I am yours,
birth after birth after birth,

O most confidential servant of Krishna,
Jagat Guru, guru of the universe.

Thy mercy is what I am made of,
you are my life and soul,
the only one to take me above,
by thy love, even God is controlled.

O servant of Srimati Radharani,
prayed for by thy father, Gour Mohan de,
only you fulfilled Bhaktisiddhanta’s wishes,
who is considered Lord Vishnu’s pure ray.

Please stay most close to me,
pure dancer for Lord Gaura Hari,
for I am as lost as lost can be,
just drowning in sorrow’s sea.

For I’m bereft of sadhu sanga,
entangled in the darkest jungle,
without thy mercy I only mumble,
without thy mercy I endlessly fumble.

So, kindly guide the way,
O most blessed Gurudeva,
without you seated in my heart
I know not what to say.

I must bless this earth
with what I got from you,
life’s most precious worth,
the perfect light for alll we do.

The mother of all knowledge,
you have translated for us,
manifesting the sinless life
in a world all gone corrupt.

You bring loving tears
to this lusty pig
because thy heart is so big,
you made a home, all can live.

This home is only invisible
to the eyes of souls asleep,
but this home we must manifest
by hearing all you speak.

You said all was in thy books
and preaching is life,
without life, we can’t preach,
and that preaching, is like a knife.

Indeed the sharpest sword,
that manifests our very Lord
by every step and word,
let God’s names be always heard.

Hare Krishna Hare Krishna
Krishna Krishna Hare Hare
Hare Rama Hare Rama
Rama Rama Hare Hare

Just thy picture destroys ignorance
and sends all demons fleeing,
where you are fully present
to bless all who are seeing.

For you are the guru of the universe,
every blessed soul is your disciple,
just most are in denial
and therefore have all gone wild.

But Lord Gaura’s movement
is to wipe out all this envy
by splashing all with Gaura’s tears,
dancing madly, He appears.

And with Him are His dancing devotees,
just dancing in pure love of God,
thinking only of how to save everyone,
each gopa germ and king of the downtrodden.

For our very Nama Acarya,
Srila Haridasa Thakura,
proclaimed all were saved by this chanting
to stop Gaura’s tears like storm water.

For Lord Gaura was crying,
how can all these souls be saved,
and Haridasa Thakura relieved Him
by preaching the glories of hearing God’s names.

So, Lord Gaura preached to every man,
you be guru and preach in every village
to every one you meet, you preach,
just what is our very greatest privilege.

Our very greatest fortune
is to simply hear and chant
those names that make us dance,
and unlimitedly spiritually advance.

And so our greatest misfortune
is to have no attachment for this,
for joining Sri Gauranga’s party
to sing God’s names, in Krishna consciousness.

And so, Srila Prabhupada,
you’re incessantly chanting Kirshna’s names,
I beg you, please make me fortunate
to follow the footprints of every pure sage.

But most improtantly,
as Sri Gauranga cried,
take shelter of Krishna’s names
or follow thy ugly pride.

O dearest friend to all,
in the north, south, east and west,
because by Bhaktisiddhanta,
you are most greatly blessed.

Please take me by thy hand,
and make me understand
every word that issues from thy lips
so I may walk with you, and with you assist.


Excerpts from the Third Century Aramaic Manuscript and Old Slavonic Texts
Compared, Edited and Translated by
Copyright 1981 – International Biogenic Society
This excellent text reveals Christ’s teachings on health and vegetarian diet.

[p. 36] And it was by the bed of a stream, many sick fasted and prayed with God’s angels for seven days and seven nights. And great was their reward, because they followed Jesus’ words. And with the passing of the seventh day, all their pains left them. And when the sun rose over the earth’s rim they saw Jesus coming towards them from the mountain, with the brightness of the rising sun about his head.
“Peace be with you.”
And they said no word at all, but only cast themselves down before him, and touched the hem of his garment in token of their healing.
“Give thanks not to me, but to your Earthly Mother, who sent you her healing angels. Go, and sin no more, that you may never again see disease. And let the healing angels become your guardians.”
But they answered him: “Whither should we go, Master, for with you are the words of eternal life? Tell us, what are the sins which we must shun, that we may nevermore see disease?”
Jesus answered: “Be it so according to your faith,” and he sat down among them, saying:

“It was said to them of old time, ‘Honor thy Heavenly Father and thy Earthly Mother, and do their commandments, that thy days may be long upon the earth.’ And next afterward was given this commandment, ‘Thou shalt not kill,’ for life is given to all by God, and that which God has given, let not man take away. For I tell you truly, from one Mother proceeds all that lives upon the earth. Therefore, he who kills, kills his brother. And from him will the Earthly Mother turn away, and will pluck from him her quickening breasts. And he will be shunned by her angels, and Satan will have his dwelling in his body. And the flesh of slain beasts in his body will become his own tomb. For I tell you truly, he who kills, kills himself, and whoso eats the flesh of slain beasts, eats of the body of death. For in his blood every drop of their blood turns to poison; in his breath their breath to stink; in his flesh their flesh to boils; in his bones their bones to chalk; in his bowels their bowels to decay; in his eyes their eyes to scales; in his ears their ears to waxy issue. And their death will become his death. For only in the service of your Heavenly Father are your debts of seven years forgiven in seven days. But Satan forgives you nothing and you must pay him for all. ‘Eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot; burning for burning, wound for wound; life for life, death for death.’ For the wages of sin is death. Kill not, neither eat the flesh of your innocent prey, lest you become the slaves of Satan. For that is the path of sufferings, and it leads unto death. But do the will of God, that his angels may serve you on the way of life. Obey, therefore, the words of God: ‘Behold, I have given you every herb bearing seed, which is upon the face of all the earth, and every tree, in the which is the fruit of a rare yielding seed; to you it shall be for meat. And to every beast of the earth, and to every fowl of the air, and to everything that creepeth upon the earth, wherein there is breath of life, I give every green herb for meat. Also the milk of every thing that moveth and liveth upon earth shall be meat for you; even as the green herb have I given unto them, so I give their milk unto you. But flesh, and the blood which quickens it, shall ye not eat. And, surely, your spurting blood will I require, your blood wherein is your soul; I will require all slain beasts, and the souls of all slain men. For I the Lord thy God am a God strong and jealous, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and fourth generations of them that hate me; and showing mercy unto thousands of them that love me, and keep my commandments. Love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy strength: this is the first and greatest commandment.’ And the second is like unto it: ‘Love thy neighbor as thyself.’ There is none other commandment greater than these.”

And after these words they all remained silent, save one, who called out: “What am I to do, Master, if I see a wild beast rend my brother in the forest? Shall I let my brother perish, or kill the wild beast? Shall not I thus transgress the law?”
And Jesus answered: “It was said to them of old time: ‘All beasts that move upon the earth, all the fish of the sea, and all the fowl of the air are given into thy power.’ I tell you truly, of all creatures living upon the earth, God created only man after his image. Wherefore, beasts are for man, and not man for beasts. You do not, therefore, transgress the law if you kill the wild beast to save your brother’s life. For I tell you truly, man is more than the beast. But he who kills the beast without cause, though the beast attack him not, through lust for slaughter, or for its flesh, or for its hide, or yet for its tusks, evil is the deed which he does, for he is turned into a wild beast himself. Wherefore is his end also as the end of the wild beasts.”
Then another said: “Moses, the greatest in Israel, suffered our forefathers to eat the flesh of clean beasts, and forbade only the flesh of unclean beasts. Why, therefore, do you forbid us the flesh of all beasts? Which law comes from God? That of Moses, or your law?”

And Jesus answerede: “God gave, by Moses, ten commandments to your forefathers. ‘These commandments are hard,’ said your forefathers, and they could not keep them. When Moses saw this, he had compassion on his people, and would not that they perish. And then he gave them ten times ten commandments. For he whose feet are strong as the mountain of Zion, needs no crutches; but he whose limbs do shake, gets further having crutches, than without them. And Moses said to the Lord: ‘My heart is filled with sorrow, for my people will be lost. For they are without knowledge, and are not able to understand thy commandments. They are as little children who cannot yet understand their father’s words. Suffer, Lord, that I give them other laws, that they may not be against thee; that they may sustain themselves, and when the time has come, and they are ripe for thy words, reveal to them thy laws.’ For that did Moses break the two tablets of stone whereon were written the ten commandments, and he gave them ten times ten in their stead. And of these ten times ten the Scribes and Pharises have made a hundred times ten commandments. And they have laid unbearable burdens on your shoulders, that they themselves do not carry. For the more nigh are the commandments to God, the less do we need; and the farther they are from God, then the more do we need….

And Jesus continued: “God commanded your forefathers: ‘Thou shalt not kill.’ But their heart was hardened and they killed. Then Moses desired that at least they should not kill men, and he suffered them to kill beasts. And then the heart of your forefathers was hardened yet more, and they killed men and beasts likewise. But I do say to you: Kill neither men nor beasts, nor yet the food which goes into your mouth. For if you eat living food, the same will quicken you, but if you kill your food, the dead food will kill you also. For life comes only from life, and from death comes always death. For everything which kills your foods, kills your bodies also. And everything which kills your bodies kills your souls also. And your bodies become what your foods are, even as your spirits, likewise, become what your thoughts are. Therefore, eat not anything which fire, or frost, or water has destroyed. For burned, frozen and rotted foods will burn, freeze and rot your body also…..

…For I tell you truly, live only by the fire of life, and prepare not your foods with the fire of death, which kills your foods, your bodies and your souls also.”
“Master, where is the fire of life?” asked some of them.
“In you, in your blood, and in your bodies.”
“And the fire of death?” asked others.
“It is the fire which blazes outside your body, which is hotter than your blood. With that fire of death you cook your foods in your homes and in your fields. I tell you truly, it is the same fire which destroys your foods and your bodies, even as the fire of malice, which ravages your thoughts, ravages your spirits. For your body is that which you eat, and your spirit is that which you think. Eat nothing, therefore, which a stronger fire than the fire of life has killed. Wherefore, prepare and eat all fruits of trees, and all grasses of the fields, and all milk of beasts good for eating. For all these are fed and ripened by the fire of life; all are the gift of the angels of our Earthly Mother. But eat nothing to which only the fire of death gives savor, for such is of Satan.”

“How should we cook our daily bread without fire, Master?” asked some with great astonishment.
“Let the angels of God prepare your bread. Moisten your wheat, that the angel of water may enter it. Then set it in the air, that the angel of air may also embrace it. And leave it from morning to evening beneath the sun, that the angel of sunshine may descend upon it. And the blessing of the three angels will soon make the germ of life to sprout in your wheat. Then crush your grain, and make thin wafers, as did your forefathers when they departed out of Egypt, the house of bondage. Put them back again beneath the sun from its appearing, and when it is risen to its highest in the heavens, turn them over on the other side that they be embraced there also by the angel of sunshine, and leave them there until the sun be set…..For the fire of the sun gives life to the wheat, to the bread, and to the body. But the fire of death kills the wheat, the bread, and the body. And the living angels of the living God serve only living men. For God is the God of the living, and not the God of the dead.
“So eat always from the table of God: the fruits of the trees, the grains and grasses of the field, the milk of beasts, and the honey of bees…..

….Eat, therefore, all your life at the table of our Earthly Mother, and you will never see want. And when you eat at her table, eat all things even as they are found on the table of the Earthly Mother. Cook not, neither mix al things one with another, lest your bowels become as steaming bogs. For I tell you truly, this is abominable in the eyes of the Lord.
“And be not like the greedy servant, who always ate up, at the table of his lord, the portions of others. And he devoured everything himself, and mixed all together in his gluttony. And seeing that, his lord was wroth with him, and drove him from the table. And when all had ended their meal, he mixed together all that remained upon the table, and called the greedy servant to him, and said: ‘Take and eat all this with the swine, for your place is with them, and not at my table.’….

“And when you eat, never eat unto fulness…..live by your spirit, and resist the desires of the body. And your fasting is always pleasing in the eyes of the angels of God. So give heed to how much you have eaten when your body is sated, and always eat less by a third.

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