Praying with desire

We should pray with desire
So what you desire
You should open up to the Lords inquiry
And by desiring only God
One can pray for Him/Her alone

Till Death

My Lord You are so Merciful,
You fill me with all that and can be,
What more to life is there when I'm
with You?

I wake and sleep only for Your Love,
Not knowing whether to live or die,
Not knowing when to laugh or cry,
So Deep.

So realise, this is for You and I
We make a page in this book,
We call our lives.
I did it all for You,
I say,

You do it all for me so
What can We say?
Our holiness is just a dream
We speak to one another,
in the darkness of lust.

So wet and dry, so realised and tight,
So conscious light.
We see Us in this place
and be at one,

and be a torrent of life,
for All or Nothing till death
Bring Us Together.

The sexiest brast in the demigods abode

We went to the supermarket yesterday, where is my time device damnit?
I hear You all up there and back, again.
Our grab, our fall, Our rotating transformation of time.
Oh I get it for the very last time;
\I'm here I'm not and We love each other
Thats why We laugh alot.... aye Radha?

The Day We all Knew

I've been to the heaventh seven, with You, my love.
I've been the the gravitational chakra, with You, my love.
I've been to the hells and We played alot I've seen You down here, and We played alot.
Oh Vrndavin groves, I rang You just the other day; 967012 to You shall We have text-sex, my love?
I ain't no fool on acid, I know when I'm coming down, it ain't such a trip not a very bad trip
When I with You, Radha.

Vishnupriya

Red, Green and Golden form, Oh Mother hidden in the merciful pond, where does that train go, of bliss unattained, one child said to another. Two fish and a dollor I say to thee my old mother Red and Golden sad, why doest thou leave me one this day to frollock with another forgotten Goddess? My mother I sport I don't care for thee your far two sophisticated for this sinful fall. Born in the lowest in the lowest of times through ages I will search for thee, and if I become some fowl adultrerer I will point to You, who had such fine garments on your wedding day. May I be so proud to attend this festival, and covet under the guise of devotion? Oh mother Green and Red and Golden, when shall we meet in the bamboo groves?

pray

There is nowhere else to go anyway,
I am a sinner but what am I to do?
I can only pray and practice forgiveness,
There is nowhere else to go,
The world is steeped in illusion,
And You promise eternal happiness and freedom,
But what am I to do?
I can only pray and practice forgiveness.
God! Please I cry Chaitanya!

The parlor of festivities to the Land of Faith

It can be a bit of a battle on the progressive spiritual path, to have the strength to stand on your own two feet, and sacrifice the approval of what may appear to be your friends. Of course everyone wants to be able to join in, and feel like they are liked by the people around them, but how deep can this liking, or love, actually go?

Under the spell of the modes of material nature, the love that one can receive from others will always be limited. It is very difficult to find good support, and then once you receive that self-less advice it can be hard to take, especially if it asks you to endanger your attachment to those whose affection you are still asking for. But who else can we look towards for this love? This love that shows real compassion on us and inspires true love and compassion for those around us? Yes it is not easy to step outside the box and look away from those we usually look to for confirmation, what is this need to have our reality confirmed by others?

Inside of this unself-realised soul there is an inadequacy, a lack of faith that leads one to look outside oneself for confirmation. These people around me that I look to, who are asking me to confirm their realities, while I ask them to confirm my reality, leads to a dreadful kind of group thinking. Why do we resort to group thinking, which is looking outside ourselves, if not through a lack of looking within? My own lack of internal strength, that group thinking, results from a lack of faith in my own abilty to hold Truth.

So in a wonderful irony to become the worthy vessel of Truth, one must become selfish, I will take care of my needs, I will speak my Truth. For this is the only way to stand on our own, God-Given, two feet, and to have the strength to stay on them through the advice of our support and through our own need to look to others. If one really has faith, and that Faith is truly Understanding, one must stand for it, even if it hurts, even if it causes you to cry out God for His Strength. Through thick and thin I will look within, God give me strength, please bring me in. Through the parlor of festivities to the land of faith, Only You and Your Friends, let it be.