The aruna har posse rides again with crystals that break the light in colors to be seen with eyes you've not used yet. Pink so hot it burns mundane vision paired with iridescent green just soft enough to cool your vision to be able to view the beautiful forms of Mahaprabhu, Gandharvika and Giridhari. Simultaneously so hot you can't stand it and so sweet you can't resist it. vanamali, one who collects forest flowers to make garlands, also appears to be in town today.
from the asrama to the gecko around the school to the cruiser king back to the harbor and the redone road. Then between the lakes to the windmill. Sufferers everywhere and pedalers too some with suffering boards hooked on their chairiots. All along the wharf road and to the asrama once again.
The touch that kills this evening with the silk as smooth as milk they enjoy their pastimes all night long.