Poem for Jul 18

Japa Poem

Oh, the world’s a fine place. Grab a little chaos on a couch. Eat what you can and enjoy your woman. It’s a good place if you’re a rich human being; in that species you can go farthest to hell. And after that you’re reduced to misery, as a sheep in the rain who awaits his slaughter. Or if you’re lucky, in human life you can turn it all around and become Krishna conscious. But that takes work. You have to be willing to perform tapo divyam. There is no other way; nasty eva nasty eva in Kali. Just chant, harer nāma harer nāma harer nāmaiva kevalam.

(_Japa Transformations_)


I ironically describe the world
as “a fine place”
for enjoying all sorts
of sense gratification. But
it will lead you
to hell in the end. However
you can turn it
around if you practice
austerity. There
is no other, other way
in Kali-yuga. The
only tapasya possible
is harer nama
harer nama
harer namaiva kevalam.