"I was born at midnight" Srila Guru Maharaja began his story that way on the ninth day of Kartik the absolute's divine game as the waves of mercy splashed

all within it's grasp mums,gerberas and rose leis soon all would become blessed then the afternoon awakened cycle babble and i spin as if we had wings circling the sufferers on all saints day chasing racers drafting behind the training tream night is closing in while the moon's is on the wane swirling and weaving between joggers and lovers under sufferer thakura's eye leaves floating from the autumn sky this rides too short yet it's time to go kalarupa said cycle babble nodded his head so we crossed treacherous triangle together respecting ratha-bhojana-vkrsa very clever mi ray welcomes us to join in the worship ceremony of the bells then dress the thakuras in nightclothes of cloth decorated by a phoenix