Yesterday, in a low moment
I thought... "What is all this Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna? Who really knows if there is even any God what to speak of being blue? Srila Prabhupada was a very nice old Indian man but who really knows if any of this is actually true. Maybe it is just a big fairy tale!"
A picture of Krishna "peeped out" at me from a stack of papers on the book case.
"You rascal, Krishna! You can't hide from me! I have no qualifications whatsoever for Your service. My everyday life is eating, sleeping, mating and defending... mentality. I am 100% useless in this world and the next. I am still stuck in 'I am this animal body consciousness' but You just won't let me forget You...will You!"
I thought... "What is all this Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna? Who really knows if there is even any God what to speak of being blue? Srila Prabhupada was a very nice old Indian man but who really knows if any of this is actually true. Maybe it is just a big fairy tale!"
A picture of Krishna "peeped out" at me from a stack of papers on the book case.
"You rascal, Krishna! You can't hide from me! I have no qualifications whatsoever for Your service. My everyday life is eating, sleeping, mating and defending... mentality. I am 100% useless in this world and the next. I am still stuck in 'I am this animal body consciousness' but You just won't let me forget You...will You!"
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