(DOZ - Dancing Ones and Zeros)

It has been a really long time since I've posted anything here. The reason is simple: It's not really the right time for this yet. But anyway, for my own gratification I'll write a little bit. Rather than following the template I set up before, a long time ago, I'll just meander around the final goal and try and work my way outward toward things that non-me people can interpret.

The ideas I'll be presenting are the result of meditating while chanting the hare-krsna maha-mantra. These revelations are the closest thing I've ever experienced to really channeling divinity. I'm going to avoid making this a biographical exploration of what I've gone through to have these thoughts, and just try and present them, as whimsically or as solidly as fate should like.

The first thing I should like to write about is the final goal of this. I should like to see, in this very lifetime, the nagar-sankirtan movement become exceedingly fun and globally absorbing. The DOZ project is meant to serve that end.

What is nagar-sankirtan?

NAGAR basically means city.
SAN means with, as in with each other.
KIRTAN basically means to sing.

So the idea is to sing the maha-mantra, in large groups, and wander through the city. Kind of like a march. It is a protest against the disease of the heart. That disease fills this world with fear, envy, lust and depression, and nagar-sankirtan is supposed to drown everyone in the realest, deepest happiness. What that happiness is, and what it takes to taste it is a large topic. DOZ is one approach at explaining some things. It is not really the ancient approach, but neither is it something really new or untraditional. It's something like a translation of vedanta -- vedanta refers to the ultimate conclusions of all knowledge.

I am not an arrogant person, but I will just go ahead and speak authoritatively, and whether or not you listen to me is entirely up to you, but know that my conviction in what I'm going to express here is based on whatever tiny glimmer of love I've felt for God, at one time or another.

I am not a very advanced mystic either, but I will try to be honest. My intentions are not to cheat anyone, or to get to be at the center of something big, although that would be fine and cool, but rather to look around for some way to do my part in actualizing the global nagar-sankirtan movement, which I think will be awesome.

That is all I'm going to write in this post.

What if we could prove it?...

I pray at the lotus feet of my Srila Gurudeva, to whom the truth is the intimate friend:

“Please make my endeavour fruitful. I do not need to mention that my motivation is not to acquire fame or respect, yet I herein mention the same. I do not need to mention to you that I do not want to be considered the proprietor of this knowledge, yet I herein mention the same.

“My heart is polluted by desires I wish I did not have and my mind is distorted by countless lifetimes of impurity, but I simply beg you to alleviate the burden I feel to prove what I am setting out to prove, by personally proving it through me.”

I pray to Srila Baladeva Vidyabhusana and Srila Jiva Gosvami:

“You are the protectors of the pristine Gaudiya conception. I am like a lump of stool. Why do I think I should contribute anything to what you have already given? Simply I think I should translate what you have taught into the modern vernacular.

“Please empower me to accomplish what I am setting out to accomplish. If you do not want it, it cannot happen, and if you do want it, it cannot but happen.”

Finally, and foremost, I pray at the divine lotus feet of Srila Rupa Gosvami:

“Please somehow use me, a most wretched fool, in some kind of service to the Divine Goddess. What is the use of any activity if it is not ultimately meant just to serve Her? What else but serving Her is the crown-jewel of all forms of making God happy? And who else but you can admit someone into the art of serving Her?

“I am helpless and useless, and standing in front of you, I simply fall at your feet like a dead stick. I have nothing to offer. Please infuse me with something meaningful so that I can offer it to your Svamini, simply out of your causeless kindness to me, a lowly and insignificant creature.”