Happy Thanksgiving

[HerServant]

mmm mmm good !

 

[meez]

Happy Thanksgiving to you as well!

[theist]

For those that don't living in America the popular culture here often calls Thanksgiving "Turkeyday". Just another perversion of a good idea by the gross and insane.

 

Even now one can feel them salivating at the thought of the murdered turkey carcass they all are preparing to ritualistically feast upon tomorrow.

 

Vaisnavas and aspiring vaisnavas of any religious bent however will spend the day as usual, being thankful that the Lord is our provider, protector, well wisher and benefactor.

 

We aspirants (full and part-time) are thankful not only for the food, air and prana that sustains our human forms in our search for Godhead but for our very existence itself.

 

The more advanced Vaisnavas are thankful for their existence also because without that one could never know love and serve Krsna. They are thankful for the food, air and prana that God provides because that gives them more to offer in the Lord's service.

 

Yes we all have much to be thankful for this day.....and every other.

[Arjuna Haridas]

 

For those that don't living in America the popular culture here often calls Thanksgiving "Turkeyday". Just another perversion of a good idea by the gross and insane.

 

Even now one can feel them salivating at the thought of the murdered turkey carcass they all are preparing to ritualistically feast upon tomorrow.

 

Vaisnavas and aspiring vaisnavas of any religious bent however will spend the day as usual, being thankful that the Lord is our provider, protector, well wisher and benefactor.

 

We aspirants (full and part-time) are thankful not only for the food, air and prana that sustains our human forms in our search for Godhead but for our very existence itself.

 

The more advanced Vaisnavas are thankful for their existence also because without that one could never know love and serve Krsna. They are thankful for the food, air and prana that God provides because that gives them more to offer in the Lord's service.

 

Yes we all have much to be thankful for this day.....and every other.

Must we make everything "Us vs. Them"? Focus on similarities, not differences.

[melvin]

I don`t reside in America but I have relatives who live there. They must have tasted roasted turkey every thanksgiving day since the day they stayed there. I have not tasted one ever since I was born. Thank you, turkey, for not eating you.

[yogesh]

What must the poor native American Indians be thankfull for?????

 

I wonder what the natives feel about this day. So many broken promises I suppose:crazy2:

[suchandra]

 

For those that don't living in America the popular culture here often calls Thanksgiving "Turkeyday". Just another perversion of a good idea by the gross and insane.

 

 

 

Looks like the non-Vaishnavas are gradually becoming the better preachers when it comes to vegetarianism.

 

Thanks For Giving

Posted By Rip

rippost@verizon.net

11-22-7

<dl><dt>Ah, thanks for giving! That should be the cry of the http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uqSGi_5PKJc, for the millions of turkeys who have gobbled their last gobble. And if you think turkeys don't know they are being dispatched to heaven/hell/reincarnation/The Void, you've never been to a turkey farm. </dt><dt> </dt><dt>These allegedly empty-headed avians---slave cousins of the wiley, crafty, noble wild turkey (originally proposed by Ben Franklin as our national bird)---are smart enough to smell blood. Or their turkey DNA is. They know something is coming, and it ain't more antibiotic-loaded GMO corn. They know it is not freedom, either---which in their cases amounted to a life of funnel-feeding and standing in crowds so thick you can't move - topped off by being stuffed in cages and carted off to a hang-from-your-feet conveyor belt for murder. </dt><dt> </dt><dt>Turkey Treblinka. </dt><dt> </dt><dt>But hey, taste buds! Chow down! You're eating animals that were slaughtered with broken wings and legs, bloody open wounds, tumors and all kinds of festering, untreated injuries. Mm-mm! You're eating birds that have been punched and kicked, just for fun, in the good ol' slaughterhouse, whose sex organs have sometimes been plumbed just for a laugh by um, playful employees. You're eating birds that in some cases had their heads physically ripped off, just out of esprit d'core, and, well... </dt><dt> </dt><dt>Turkey Abu Ghraib. </dt><dt> </dt><dt>Thanks for giving, turkeys! </dt><dt> </dt><dt>Right. You don't want to hear another animal rights anarchist Anti-christ fascist pig commie America-hating bastard ingrate ranting. Turkeys taste good! They are an American tradition even older than Madonna and Larry King. I like 'em, too, especially when someone puts a

over their head in a movie, or when the Three Stooges cook onethat suddenly flies off the table and around the room. But I don't like the fact that 250 million---250 million---of them are grown for American gullets, and honestly, I don't think many other people really do, either. </dt><dt> </dt><dt>Then there are the nine billion chickens... </dt><dt> </dt><dt>John Lennon wrote what I think was a well-intentioned but embarrassing would-be feminist anthem years ago called "Woman is the Nigger of the World." Uh-uh. Animals are the nigger of the world. Just look at China, where the cuisine is Anything That Moves, and The Rarer It Is, The Better it Tastes. I'll have my rare civet cat medium-rare, please. Oh, and waiter, more tiger-dick stew! I need harder erections to feel more manly so I can have male child! Uh! Uh! Hsieh-hsieh! The human race has risen on the backs of animals (almost literally), and the human stomach on their flesh. China in the lead! </dt><dt> </dt><dt>Thanks for giving, animals! </dt><dt> </dt><dt>My brother, Jeff, has often observed that the humanity will never succeed until it evolves to the point where animals are treated with kindness, and I think he's right. How ironic that all those pictures of heaven that little kids grow up seeing in Sunday School books show people and beasts coexisting beatifically. Say grace, children. "Thank you, father, for this burned dead cow and and baked pig butt and roasty birdy we are about to masticate, dump into a burbling bag of sulphuric acid, and eventually excrete...Amen." </dt><dt> </dt><dt>But we are omnivores. Kirstie Alley alone proves this point. If it's meaty, it's a treat-y! The thing is, you can get all the nutrients you need---quite deliciously---from things that do not think. Probably including Paris Hilton, who I hear tastes like chicken. And what's more, you'll feel better and look better. Ask longtime confirmed vegan Ringo Starr, who despite a near-fatal stomach problem as a child and a few debauched decades, is in terrific shape at 67. The point here is not that the Joseph Stalinizing of the Turkey Race is absolute madness, cruelty, waste---which it is---but that it is just plain unnecessary. The Pilgrims and the Wapanoag certainly never envisioned 250 million hot turkey dinners when they sat down at Plymouth. Of course, the Wapanoag and other native peoples didn't envision going the way of turkeys, but that's another story to not think about at Thanksgiving. </dt><dt> </dt><dt>Thanks for giving, indigenous peoples! </dt><dt> </dt><dt>250 million turkey dinners. Let's see. . .So that should produce maybe five billion pounds of turkey-flavored human excrement. (Thanks for giving!) And they say Americans aren't creative! At least, I suppose, a few copraphiliacs get a little diversion out of the deal. </dt><dt> </dt><dt>Look, do you really want to eat a turkey? Okay, then raise one, free-range, call it Marty or Jocko, and if your heart and conscience allow, kill it quickly and gnaw on its limbs and breast and, Gawd hep us, fatty ass. The problem, butterball, is that it's too easy to go out and buy a frozen Butterball. Your food is as easily obtained as an iPod, and often tastes even better. This means you, yes, you, 20-year-old pinhead on the cell phone, chewing gum insouciantly, driving the Escalade that Daddy bought you for college, buying $150 in goodies from Whole Foods, get out my way asshole I was here first. Have you ever grown and picked your own vegetables and cooked them? What? Vegetables just grow, like, right out of the ground? Cool! No, me neither. The Green Giant brought me all my corn and peas as a kid, just like he promised on the TV screen, but it's all gotta stop soon. </dt><dt> </dt><dt>Humans have turned the horn o' plenty into the horn o' freeze-dried, preservative-doused gluttony. The horn o' capitalist corporatocracy crapola. Eeek, says the eco-system. Help, cry the beasts. The Beast himself could not have dreamed up a more insidious, efficient, gimmegimme method of destroying Paradise. </dt><dt> </dt><dt>Thanks for giving, Earth! </dt><dt> </dt><dt>Well, this is just another Thanksgiving Day shoot-the-mouth-off that will have no impact on anything, except to perhaps annoy a few fast-food-fat-encased readers as they sit down to fill their guts with guilt-free permission. That's the deal, see. On Thanksgiving, you have permission to shovel just as much yumminess into your tumminess as you can, you dumminess. Why, it's practically unpatriotic if you don't. Soon it will be reported that Homeland Security and the FBI keep track of just who does not buy a hen or a tom. (That's not far-fetched. The FBI keeps tabs on. . .vegans.) </dt><dt> </dt><dt>But then, of course, gee, everything is sooooo stressful nowadays, what with the idiot terrorists turning murder into religion, and the idiot Bush administration turning murder into business, and the idiot media turning murder into entertainment. Man, it's just murder on the psyche. What's wrong with loosing your salivary enzymes on a couple of pounds of murdered animal and pumpkin pie? Uurrrp. Fart. Diabetes. It makes ya feel good, and you deserve a break today, and not at McDonald's for a change. Plink a few quarters into the smelly, grit-encrusted hand of a dying bum, if that makes you feel better. It's not your fault he's dying. Loosen your belt and contemplate your massive hairy navel. You could land the goddamn Space Shuttle in it. </dt><dt> </dt><dt> I have hope, though. Really. There is exciting news in the air. In San Antonio and surroundings, people are all a-twit over a rash of "giant bird" sightings. Either giant-birds, or giant man-birds, it's hard to say. Something with wings "blacker than black," as one witness said, and an elongated human-like face, is roosting on garages, and swooping around mini-malls and ten-gallon hats. Nobody knows what they are, why they are here, or if they are just looking for directions back to the Pleistocene. It's got me wondering if there has been a mutation in the turkey populace, you know, something caused by the hormones and antibiotics and ionophores in the feed, or maybe gobbling a little too close to a nuke plant. That's it. Maybe the turkeys have mutated into giant intelligent turkey monsters with big brains, and they have decided to invade and attack the heart of all guiltless American consumption---Texas. </dt><dt> </dt><dt>The birds! The birds! </dt><dt> </dt><dt>So, there's a little something for your turkey coma dreams. </dt><dt> </dt><dt>Thanks for giving, </dt><dt> </dt><dt> Rip </dt></dl>

[theist]

 

Looks like the non-Vaishnavas are gradually becoming the better preachers when it comes to vegetarianism.

 

Oh for sure. This has always been the case as far as I can tell. Most vaisnavas still drink commercial milk thus DIRECTLY contributing to the slaughter of calves and cows.

[shiva]

I wrote a message in the sand at the beach this morning, you can see it on the webcam I mention below ( http://www.mauicondowebcam.com/ ) Gain control of the cam and then point down close to the start of the beach. AF is in large letters written in the sand. I don't know how long it will be there.

 

 

 

 

[melvin]

I play bowling. It`s my favorite indoor game. It says if you get three consecutive strikes you got a TURKEY! Hahaha!

[Ashvatama]

Better late than never, thanks Prabhupada for giving us Krishna.

 

 

 

mmm mmm good !

 

 

[Murali_Mohan_das]

 

What must the poor native American Indians be thankfull for?????

 

I wonder what the natives feel about this day. So many broken promises I suppose:crazy2:

Poor? Lots of Native Americans are rolling in cash these days (since 1988 or so), thanks to Indian Gaming. Tribes own casinos all over the place.

 

I'm not saying the Native peoples haven't suffered or that they don't still have issues (who doesn't?), but many of them are doing a heck of a lot better financially than I am!

 

 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Native_American_gambling_enterprises

 

 

The revenues generated in these establishments is close to $18.5 billion.

[yogesh]

I suppose $18.5billion dollars should cover most of what was lost. Now lets see if we can break down $18.5 billion into the price of man woman and child slaughtered for thanks giving day........

 

How many would you estimate have been directly or indirectly affected by them thanks giving pilgrims and I suppose you would be right Human lives have a price in America.

 

So go off to all other parts of the world and give thanks to all the people affected by foreign invasions.....

 

(Sorry bad habit of sarcasm)

 

Hare Krsna

 

Jay Sirla Prabhupada

[Murali_Mohan_das]

 

Human lives have a price in America.

I'd wager (if I was a gambling man) that one can have somebody killed in the slums of Rio or Kolkatta for a lot less than it would cost in the U.S.

 

What's your point?

 

We US taxpayers are spending an awful lot of money to kill each "insurgent" in Iraq. I suppose you could say we value human life *more* than folks in other parts of the world.

 

Sarcasm is also a bad habit of mine.

[suchandra]

 

Sarcasm is also a bad habit of mine.

Do not worry prabhu, this becomes immediately cured when reading transcendental picture stories like below:

 

 

Srinivasa Kalyanam

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The marriage of Lord Sri Venkateswara (Lord Srinivasa) with Goddess Padmavathi.

 

The rishis headed by Kasyapa began to perform a sacrifice on the banks of the Ganges. Sage Narada visited them and asked them why they were performing the sacrifice and who would be pleased by it. Not being able to answer the question, the rishis approached Sage Bhrigu. To reach a solution after a direct ascertainment of reality, Sage Bhrigu first went to Satyaloka, the abode of Lord Brahma.

 

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At Satyaloka, he found Lord Brahma, reciting the four Vedas in praise of Lord Narayana, with each of his four heads, and attended upon by Saraswati. Lord Brahma did not take notice of Bhrigu offering obeisance. Concluding that Lord Brahma was unfit for worship, Bhrigu left Satyaloka for Kailasa, the abode of Lord Shiva.

 

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At Kailasa, Bhrigu found Lord Siva spending his time pleasantly with Parvati and not noticing his presence. Parvati drew the attention of Siva to the presence of the sage. Lord Siva was furious at Bhrigu's intrusion and tried to destroy him. The sage cursed Lord Siva and left for Vaikuntam.

At Vaikuntam, Lord Vishnu (also called Srimannarayana) was reposing on Adisesha with Sri Mahalakshmi in service at His feet. Finding that Srimannarayana also did not notice him, the sage was infuriated and he kicked the Lord on His chest, the place where Mahalakshmi resides.

At once, Lord Vishnu hastened to apologise to the angry sage and pressed his feet to allay the pain caused to Bhrigu's leg. In doing so the Lord removed the eye in the foot of the sage, which gave Bhrigu power as to defy the Devas. Thereupon, the sage decided that Lord Vishnu was the most supreme of the trimurthis and told the rishis the same. Thereupon, they decided that Lord Vishnu was the fruit of the yaga.

 

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Sri Mahalakshmi was angered by the action of her Lord in apologising to Bhrigu who committed an offence. She, therefore, left Vaikuntam without heeding the entreaties of the Lord.

At the commencement of the current Sveta Varaha Kalpa, the whole universe was filled with water and the Earth was immersed in it. Lord Vishnu assumed the form of a white boar (Sri Varaha) and dived into the water to lift the Earth. He slew the demon Hiranyaksha who was obstructing Him and rescued the Earth.

 

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Brahma and the other Devas praised Sri Varaha for saving the Earth by chanting the Vedas and showering flowers on Him. Lord Vishnu decided to stay on Earth in the form of Sri Varaha for some time, to punish the wicked and protect the virtuous. The place then came to be known as Varaha Kshetra and the vVaraha Kalpa commenced.

After the departure of Mahalakshmi, a forlorn Lord Vishnu left Vaikuntam and took abode in an ant-hill under a tamarind tree, beside a pushkarini on the Venkata Hill.

 

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Taking pity on Lord Vishnu, Brahma and Maheshwara decided to assume the forms of a cow and its calf to serve Him.

Surya, the Sun God informed Mahalakshmi of this and requested her to assume the form of a cowherdess and sell the cow and calf to the king of the Chola country.

 

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The king of the Chola country bought the cow and its calf and sent them to graze on the Venkata Hill along with his herd of cattle. Discovering Lord Vishnu on the ant-hill, the cow provided its milk, and thus fed the Lord.

Meanwhile, at the palace, the cow was not yielding any milk, for which the Chola Queen chastised the cowherd severely.

 

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To find out the cause of lack of milk, the cowherd followed the cow, hid himself behind a bush and discovered the cow emptying her udder over the ant-hill.

Incensed over the conduct of the cow, the cowherd aimed a blow with his axe on the head of the cow. However, Lord Vishnu rose from the ant-hill to receive the blow and save the cow.

 

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When the cowherd saw the Lord bleed at the blow of his axe, he fell down and died of shock.

On the death of the cowherd, the cow returned, bellowing in fright and with blood stains all over her body, to the Chola King. To find out the cause of the cow's terror, the King followed her to the scene of the incident.

 

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The King found the cowherd lying dead on the ground near the ant-hill. While he stood wondering how it had happened, Lord Vishnu rose from the ant-hill and cursed the King saying that he would become an asura because of the fault of his servant. The King pleaded innocence, and the Lord blessed him by saying that the curse would end when the Lord was adorned with a kireetam presented by Akasa Raja at the time of His marriage with Sri Padmavati.

Thereafter, Lord Vishnu or Srinivasa, decided to stay in Varaha Kshetra, and requested Sri Varahaswami to grant Him a site for His stay. His request being readily granted, Srinivasa ordained that a pilgrimage to His shrine would not be complete unless it is preceded by a bath in the Pushkarini and darshan of Sri Varahaswami, and that puja and naivedyam should be offered to Sri Varahaswami first.

 

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Yasoda brought up Sri Krishna, the son of Devaki, in his early years. However, Yasoda was not blessed to witness the marriage of Sri Krishna with Rukmini and she felt very sad. Sri Krishna promised to fulfill her desire in her next birth as Vakuladevi in his next avatara as Srinivasa. In Rukmini's next birth as Vakuladevi, she was serving Lord Varahaswami when He sent her to serve Srinivasa.

Sometime later, a King named Akasa Raja who belonged to the Lunar race was ruling over Thondamandalam. He had a brother named Thondaman. Akasa Raja had no heirs, and therefore, he wanted to perform a sacrifice. As part of the sacrifice, he was ploughing the fields when his plough turned up a lotus in the ground. On examining the lotus, the King found a female child in it.

 

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Akasa Raja was happy to find the child. He carried it to his palace and gave it to his Queen. At that time he heard a voice from above which said, "Oh! King, tend to it as your child and fortune will befall you." As the child was found in a lotus, the king named her Padmavati.

In course of time, Princess Padmavati grew up into a beautiful maiden and was attended to by a host of maids. One day, while she was spending her time in a garden picking flowers with her maids, Sage Narada approached her. Assuring her that he was her well-wisher, he asked her to show him her palm to read her future. He foretold that she was destined to be the spouse of Lord Vishnu himself.

 

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At this time, Lord Srinivasa, who was hunting, chased a wild elephant in the forests surrounding the hills. In the elephant's pursuit, the Lord was led into a garden, where Princess Padmavati and her maids were picking flowers. The sight of the elephant frightened the Princess and her maids.

But the elephant immediately turned around, saluted the Lord and disappeared into the forest.

with permission from harekrsna.com

[Murali_Mohan_das]

 

Do not worry prabhu, this becomes immediately cured when reading transcendental picture stories

 

Truly, a wondrous tale!

[melvin]

I always get sleepy when somebody tells me a story like that. Hehehe

[suchandra]

 

I always get sleepy when somebody tells me a story like that. Hehehe

Still infected by material disease Mr. Chiefphysician? Hopefully there's enough time to turn your material lust into spiritual love till the end of life...

Here some study guide for home students how to turn your material lust into spiritual love, from "sitproperly.com":

 

Roof-topa Japa

http://www.littleblackstar.com/blog/?p=615

 

I’ll admit, I’ve been a bit lax on my japa meditation, chanting. It’s ironic that the guy who does sitproperly.com hasn’t really been chanting. Sure, I’ve done 16 rounds for years…

Hold a sec, I should probably explain what the hell it is that I’m talking about for the sake of those who are reading this and thinking “wha?!”

Japa meditation is mantra meditation. A mantra is a phrase that you repeat over and over, hopefully for some benefit. In this particular case, I am saying “Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare, Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare” over and over.

Like in many religions and philosophies, most of the folks who chant this Hare Krishna mantra do so on japa beads. Typically, there are 108 beads on a string and you chant one mantra on each bead. When you chant on all 108 beads, that is one round.

We chant with the beads and the right hand in a bead bag. It protects the beads and gives you a handy place to store them.

Inside the bag, we chant while holding or rolling each bead between our thumb and middle finger. Like this:

Except, in the bag.

We’re encouraged and fairly well expected to do 16 rounds. Some do more on Ekadasis (a holy day that comes about twice a month) and some even do 64 every day. Holy cow! Remember, one round is saying the mantra 108 times, so 16 rounds is saying it 1728 times. That task takes about two hours.

More info on that is at SitProperly.com. Check it out if you like.

I’m restarting small. Four rounds.

One of the things that encouraged me to start again (aside from some nice devotees nudging me in that general direction) was moving up to the rooftop. I not only live on the roof, but I have access to it as well. I’m not really sure that I’m “allowed” up on the roof, so I do my best to stay hidden and safe. Especially safe. I have a pretty intense fear of heights, so I’m not about to do anything dumb. And I’d get super freaking nervous if there were someone else out there with me.

Anyway, I’ve taken to chanting morning japa right here:

I catch the crisp spring morning air and it really enlivens me. Hooray for that!

Four rounds takes me about 30 minutes, and it’s a great half-hour. I’ve been waking up early (5:30am yesterday, 4:30am today - before that, no later than 6am). There is nothing to stop the sun from flooding the apartment at the first break of day. Though today, I beat the sun to the punch. Take THAT, sun!

Evening japa on the roof would be nice too, huh? If only it hadn’t rained…

[Murali_Mohan_das]

 

I’ll admit, I’ve been a bit lax on my japa meditation, chanting. It’s ironic that the guy who does sitproperly.com hasn’t really been chanting.

 

I chanted some japa last night for the first time in quite a while. I *do* chant here and there throughout each day, but I haven't chanted formally on beads since who knows when.

 

Considering that it was taking Hari Nama initiation and chanting japa daily (while walking in the hills of Malibu (which are burning as I write from here in Santa Cruz)) 11 years ago that got me through the darkest period of depression which I have known so far in this life, you'd think I would remember to "take my medicine", but, you know how things go in this material world when there is a day job to get to in the morning, and kids to feed and put to bed each night.

 

While my chanting was certainly not free of offenses and my mind wandered frequently, I found great comfort in holding the beads between my fingers and trying to vibrate the Names.

 

As I find myself losing some of my taste for many of the mundane things which formerly preoccupied me, let me not fall into empty silence, but fill the ether around me with my prayer for devotional service.

[suchandra]

 

I chanted some japa last night for the first time in quite a while. I *do* chant here and there throughout each day, but I haven't chanted formally on beads since who knows when.

 

Considering that it was taking Hari Nama initiation and chanting japa daily (while walking in the hills of Malibu (which are burning as I write from here in Santa Cruz)) 11 years ago that got me through the darkest period of depression which I have known so far in this life, you'd think I would remember to "take my medicine", but, you know how things go in this material world when there is a day job to get to in the morning, and kids to feed and put to bed each night.

 

While my chanting was certainly not free of offenses and my mind wandered frequently, I found great comfort in holding the beads between my fingers and trying to vibrate the Names.

 

As I find myself losing some of my taste for many of the mundane things which formerly preoccupied me, let me not fall into empty silence, but fill the ether around me with my prayer for devotional service.

Thanks for your input - indeed without association of devotees we're pretty much lost. They have a sikha watch:

 

 

 

SikhaWatch!

 

[updated Oct 24, 2007]

 

 

 

And a Kirtan standards Committee - things get a lot easier that way.

 

Kirtan standards Committee progress report

 

By Janananda Gosvami

 

Kirtana is our first duty. Letter to: Palika, 13 November, 1975

 

The Kirtan Standards Committee met in Vrndavana on the 12th November to discuss “Kirtan standards”.

 

We have a considerable amount of data (from different sources, primarily found in the Bhaktivedanta Vedabase) re kirtan and standards and will now be analyzing it specifically in different categories. We have enlisted some younger devotees outside of our committee to undertake this service. When this is completed we will definitely open up more to the general body of devotees for further discussion, feedback, clarification etc.

 

A website has been established to store all info, letters, etc. and to enable us to easily refer to the subjects.

 

We intend to produce a guidebook but only after sufficient research and discussion on many levels.

 

Our data will be seen in the light of the following:

1. Standards that are clearly to be followed having been established by Srila Prabhupada. e. g. - the tune to be sung at mangal arati. That the chanting of the maha mantra comprise the majority of any kirtan.

2. Those guidelines which are most preferable to Srila Prabhupada.

3. The many areas where there may not be any specific instruction from Srila Prabhupada in our evidences but are recommended standards in ISKCON. General points regarding Kirtan.

 

We are dealing not only with Kirtan and the appropriate songs and tunes, but also bhajans, instruments, dance, etiquette, mood, dress, amplification, related paraphernalia etc.

 

Our intention is to preserve the will and mood of Srila Prabhupada at the same time not to dampen the enthusiasm of the devotees for the performance of kirtan.

 

Remembering the goal of kirtan is to please the Lord and not just to enjoy musical sounds or let off steam etc. A good question is “Would we do it in front of Srila Prabhupada?”

 

We have also begun the process of interviewing notable kirtan leaders for their impressions and remembrances of Srila Prabhupada’s guidance re kirtan.

 

For those who don’t know the committee consists of the following: HH Lokanatha Swami, HH Bhakti Vikash Swami, HH Janananda Swami, HG Hari Sauri prabhu, HG Jagajeevan prabhu and HG Aniruddha prabhu.

 

Your servant on behalf of the Kirtan Standards Committee. Janananda Gosvami

 

 

 

[melvin]

The last devotee I talked with maybe of your caliber was Giridhari Guru Maharaj when he was here in Cebu City in the late 90`s. We talked inside his resthouse at the Hare Krsna Paradise in Pagsabungan Road, Mandaue City, Cebu, Philippines.I proposed to him that ISKCON contribute a small amount publishing Swami Jesus(Prabhupad) works in the local daily (The Freeman) on a weekly basis. And what did he told me, " Well, Dr. Melvin would you want us to buy the whole paper?". I only smiled and remain silent. You see, I used to have a column in that paper entitled, A Grain of Devotion by Naradadeva Bhagavan. I wrote about Krsna consciousness and The Freeman published them accordingly until they found out I wasn`t initiated into the fold. I was practicing catholicism that time and embracing also Krsna consciousness.

After that talk with Giridhari Guru Maharaj, we never heard each other again. I left saddened.

[Murali_Mohan_das]

 

We are dealing not only with Kirtan and the appropriate songs and tunes, but also bhajans, instruments, dance, etiquette, mood, dress, amplification, related paraphernalia etc.

 

Mood!?!?!??!!??! They are going to legislate mood???

 

That's the funniest thing I've read all week!!

[Murali_Mohan_das]

 

After that talk with Giridhari Guru Maharaj, we never heard each other again.

 

I can't begin to imagine why you never heard from him again...

[melvin]

After being saddened. I turned to the internet. And got my first email address(mmabalay@) on November 1999. I had to register because of the Y2K scare. My first contact with Krsna devotees was when I became a forum member of www.iskcondc.com. There I contributed articles on that web site for quite sometime(until the ILOVEYOU virus manifested). It`s a long story because someone bit the dust instead of me. Hahaha! Then this lady from the iskcondc web site invited me to join the forum at the www.indiadivine.com. There I contributed articles from cloning to what have you using different names( matthew, sanatana, krsnaraja etc.) I abandoned the indiadivine forum when I had a quarrel with the web site`s administrator, Jndas. It was something to do with a girl named Dr. jayasriradhey(until the 911 appeared). I managed to seek sanctuary at the www.harekrishnaworld.com. I continued to contribute articles to its forum. Then I had to leave again( when the space shuttle Discovery crashed to pieces when she entered earth`s atmosphere).

There is always something tragic that happens each time I start writing again. Now, you know why me and Giridhari Guru Maharaj never met again?

[Murali_Mohan_das]

 

Now, you know why me and Giridhari Guru Maharaj never met again?

 

Sting said it best:

http://www.lyricsdepot.com/sting-police/demolition-man.html

 

 

I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom

I kill conversation as I walk into the room

I'm a three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban

I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man