A Prayer For CIA [whose stinking mess this is]

As Is The Feeling,
So Is The Result.


Almighty God, Loving Father, Divine Mother,

Swami,

Take me to where I can crack open CIA

And wash away their guts onto the sands of time,

There to rot and dry back into the purity of Your ground.

This is my Nagarasankirtan (singing the Lord’s Name in the streets).


Sundance: Here’s How President Trump Can Declassify Documents Around the “Authorization Process”

Lloyd Billingsley: How the CIA Failed America on 9/11 – But now successfully meddles in domestic politics

Alan Macleod: Geopolitics, Profit, and Poppies: How the CIA Turned Afghanistan into a Failed Narco-State


Some, afraid of cynical criticism by unbelievers, are reluctant to participate in Nagarasankirtan. When you have the very Embodiment of Fearlessness installed in your heart, why should the slightest tremor of fear affect you? If others do not join, for fear of derision or ridicule, move out alone, singing the Name. You came into this world alone, with no companion, isn’t it? During the years of life, you collected all this kith and kin, and acquaintances who attached themselves to you. When you return to the realm from which you came, you enter the portals alone, with no one to keep company. So too let it be with the journey called Nagarasankirtan. Come into the street alone, collect kith and kin, if they come unto you; move with them, unconcerned and unaffected; revel in your own sweet solitariness; and finally enter your home, in the satisfaction that your job is well done. People may laugh at you as insane, but this insanity is infectious and very soon, even the irreverent will be initiated into the fold.

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