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1978 GBC meeting how all ISKCON Gurus fell in maya and remain so to this day!

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Prabhupada appointed us rtviks, not acharyas!" Ramesvara, the Los Angeles guru,  screamed.
"There's no difference!" Hansadutta  screamed back. "There is, so!" Ramesvara said petulantly. "There's a huge  difference. When he named us rtviks, Prabhupada made us generals. You guys want to be emperors."
"Call me a Napoleon if you want, as long  as I get Australia," put in Bhavananda, Charles Backus, the GBC member in charge  of building the Mayapur temple. "I pioneered Australia. It's mine."
"I did the same in South Africa. I'm  claiming South Africa with Europe," said Bhagavan.
"How are you going to handle Europe and  South Africa?" Ramesvara asked. "In case you haven't looked at a globe lately,  they're rather far apart."
"I have devotees in both continents,"  Bhagavan said superciliously. "Geography is no barrier to love."
Prabhupada's eleven successors were  seated on pillows, facing each other across a long, narrow table in the  half-finished GBC room in the Mayapur temple. They had been meeting in the same  room every day throughout February and March of 1978. They were trying,  unsuccessfully so far, to determine the movement's future. Like Mafia dons  carving out exclusive territories, they were dividing the world into  fiefdoms.
Bhagavan slowly got to his feet and  waited until all eyes were fixed on him. A tall, strikingly handsome former  medical student from the University of Buffalo, Bhagavan was already infamous as  the Krishna Sun King. The faucets in his private bathroom were gold plated. He  would eat only from gold plates and drink from gold goblets. He was chauffeured  around Europe in a Mercedes 500.
When the silence was complete, Bhagavan  pointed his finger at Tamal Krishna, whose cross-country campus crusade had  irritated many temple presidents.
"I charge that man with trying to steal  my devotees," Bhagavan said. "My devotees love me and regard me as Prabhupada's  legitimate successor. And now I learn that Tamal has sent letters to certain  devotees claiming that he and he alone is Prabhupada's successor, and that  devotees must surrender to him."
"I am the only one really Qualified to  lead the movement," said
Tamal, who claimed the American Southwest  and the island of Fiji, as well as several other Pacific islands.
Kirtanananda shook his head. When this is  over, he told himself, they'll see that there is only one true swami fit to lead  ISKCON: Kirtanananda Swami Bhaktipada.
"Let's go back to the subject of  vyasasanas," Ramesvara said. "Let's start by trying to settle this chair  thing."
"Each guru must have his own vyasasana,"  Bhagavan said.
"Absolutely right," Hansadutta  said.
"What about when another guru visits?  Where will he sit?" Ramesvara asked.
"Good point," Bhagavan said. "Symbols are  very important, and what talks louder than furniture? I propose that each temple  have three vyasasanas right next to each other. One will be Prabhupada's  forever. We'll rope it off and put his picture on it so that no one will even  think of sitting there. A second will be for the local guru, and the third will  be reserved for visiting gurus. That way, every devotee will instantly know that  we are now equal to Prabhupada."
"If we're equal, I suppose we're supposed  to get puga, too?" Ramesvara asked, referring to the ceremony in which  devotees worship their spiritual masters.
"But of course," Kirtanananda  said.
"Absolutely correct," Hansadutta added.  He closed his eyes and imagined the ritual. It pleased him to think about how he  would at last receive the obeisances he so richly deserved. Finally, he would be  worshiped as he should be—as a "pure devotee," a link between God and man. He  saw himself seated on his vyasasana. In his mind, Hansadutta watched a devotee  blow a conch shell three times and ring a small bell. Then another devotee  approached and offered a stick of incense.
The devotee circled Hansadutta's feet  with the smoldering stick three times, then circled his chest twice and his  entire body seven times. The devotee then did the same with a camphor wick, a  ghee lamp, water, a handkerchief, and a flower. Hansadutta smiled. He could  practically feel the devotee fanning him with a yak's-tail whisk and peacock  feathers.
"Our godbrothers will never go for it,"  Ramesvara said, interrupting Hansadutta's daydream. "For years, we've all been  more or less equal. Then Prabhupada dies, and all of a sudden we're baby  Prabhupadas."
"That's your mistake." Bhagavan said,  leaping to his feet. Once
again, he waited for silence. "We're not  demanding to be worshiped just because we want to raise ourselves above our  godbrothers. We're only doing it because we love them. Worshiping a spiritual  master is a vital part of every devotee's faith. We have to appear absolute, or  their faith will be shaken. We have to be worshiped just like Prabhupada, or our disciples won't think we're his  equal."
"Devotees will offer puga willingly because they love us," Kirtanananda interrupted. "You  cannot check their love."
"That's right," Hansadutta  added. "This movement has always been about love."
The room was silent for a  moment. Ramesvara looked troubled.
Bhagavan walked over to him and put his  hand on his shoulder.
"Don't you see? You've got no choice,"  Bhagavan said. "You've got to accept puga. We all do. We've got to be absolutely  consistent. If even one of us does not go along with the program, we'll all look  fallible. Come on, Ramesvara, for the good of the whole movement. So, what do you say?"
Ten pairs of eyes bored into Ramesvara.  "Maybe you're right," he sighed. "Prabhupada always said we're an autocratic movement. The authority of the  spiritual master has to be absolute. If you doubt him, you doubt the link to  Krishna and everything falls apart."
"Absolutely right," Bhagavan said.
"I'll go along with it," Ramesvara  conceded. "But I want you to know I'm not going to be comfortable, sitting up  there on the vyasasana receiving puga from some devotee who knew me when I was  Bobby Grant. It just doesn't feel right. I don't know, but maybe I'll get  used to it."
"Of course, you will!" Bhagavan cried  enthusiastically. "It's new for all  of us. But we'll get used to it."
"Let's finish working out who gets what,"  said Hansadutta, who had staked his  claim to Berkeley, the Philippines, Sri Lanka, and several temples in India. "My  devotees need me."
"As mine need me," echoed  Tamal.
"And mine, me," added Bhagavan.
It took another week to finish carving up  the world. As soon as the meeting concluded, the newly minted gurus hastened to  return to their
temples. Comfortably settled in  first-class seats, they congratulated themselves on the agreement.
But only a few were satisfied. The rest  were scheming to seize control.
When the Palace of Gold is finished,  devotees everywhere will visit New  Vrindaban and see that only the true acharya could build such a splendid temple,  Kirtanananda told himself as he winged his way back to the States. I don't have  to take over the movement; the movement will come to me.
I'll send sankirtan parties  all over Europe, Bhagavan planned. I'll buy palaces and convert them into temples and recruit the  wealthiest people in every country. I'll turn ISKCON into the modem equivalent of the Holy Roman Empire.
I'm going to build a magnificent temple  in Fiji, Tamal promised himself. The  population is already half Hindu and growing. I'll convert them all and turn  Fiji into the first Krishna Consciousness nation on earth. When that happens, no  one will be able to deny that I am the next acharya.
Hansadutta's plans were simpler. His  whole life, he had been controlled by authority figures. First, his father, then  his commanders in the Navy, and finally Prabhupada. Even Himavati, his ex-wife  (they separated because Hansadutta insisted on taking a vow of sannyas) had  tried to control him in her own gentle way. But now, for the first time, he was  free, free of all control. He was a guru. He could do whatever he wanted; he  could tell people to do things and they would do them.
He strapped on his seatbelt and grinned.  He could hardly wait to get back to Berkeley and find out what real freedom was  all about.
dear Devotees
Please accept my humble obaisences
All glories to Srila Prabhupada
Nothing has changed since 1978, ISKCON leaders think they are God and infallible Lords and never admit any mistakes.
They deny all their mistakes and cover up all things with lies and politics.
  And money is the purity and  absolute
power is the force by hook and by crook
.Most ISKCON Gurus are still unlimitedly puffed
up and just as neophyte as in 1978, they still think they can conquer the world like some kind of Ravanas.....and thus Krsnas illusory energy never ceases to amaze me...
vaisnava das anu das
Paramananda das
PS In Mayapure they glorify themselves about their own good qualities as ISKCON leaders when they have none of such qualities,
dambho darpo 'bhimānaś ca
ajñānaḿ cābhijātasya
SYNONYMS
dambhaḥ — pride; darpaḥ — arrogance; abhimānaḥ — conceit; ca — and; krodhaḥ — anger; pāruṣyam — harshness; eva — certainly; ca — and; ajñānam — ignorance; ca — and; abhijātasya — of one who is born of; pārthaO son of Pṛthā; sampadam — the qualities; āsurīm — the demoniac nature.
TRANSLATION
Pride, arrogance, conceit, anger, harshness and ignorance — these qualities belong to those of demoniac nature, O son of Pṛthā.
PURPORT
In this verse, the royal road to hell is described. The demoniac want to make a show of religion and advancement in spiritual science, although they do not follow the principles. They are always arrogant or proud in possessing some type of education or so much wealth. They desire to be worshiped by others, and demand respectability, although they do not command respect. Over they become very angry and speak harshly, not gently. They do not know what should be done and what should not be done. They do everything whimsically, according to their own desire, and they do not recognize any authority. These demoniac qualities are taken on by them from the beginning of their bodies in the wombs of their mothers, and as they grow they manifest all these inauspicious qualities.
They should study how not to have these demoniac qualities, and each GBC hang this sloka around their necks...and meditate carefully on this one also:
BG 16.13-15: The demoniac person thinks: "So much wealth do I have today, and I will gain more according to my schemes. So much is mine now, and it will increase in the future, more and more. He is my enemy, and I have killed him, and my other enemies will also be killed. I am the lord of everything. I am the enjoyer. I am perfect, powerful and happy. I am the richest man, surrounded by aristocratic relatives. There is none so powerful and happy as I am. I shall perform sacrifices, I shall give some charity, and thus I shall rejoice." In this way, such persons are deluded by ignorance.

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Comment by Paramananda das on November 25, 2012 at 10:15am

and they keep Bhavananda a pedofile and homosexual to build the Vedic temple,they are crazy

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