All glories to the maha-mega-super-acarya system, which cleanses ISKCON temples of all unwanted godbrothers along with their repeated complaints, gripes, and envious serving mood. This maha-mega-super-acarya system is the prime benediction for humanity at large because it spreads the imprint of the GBC benediction rubber-stamp. It is the life of all sentimental knowledge, for it increases the ocean of fawning neophyte disciples and enables them to taste what they think is the nectar for which they are always anxious.

O my Lord, my gurupuja alone can render all benediction upon the living beings, thus creating millions of zealous neophyte disciples with names like, Krishna dasa, Govinda dasa etc. They are proof that I am invested with all Your transcendental potencies; and I am so merciful I have no hard and fast devotional rules for these disciples to follow. O my Lord, it is very easy for them to approach me for gurupuja and giving me daksine, but my godbrothers are so unfortunate they have no attraction for doing the same.

I tell everyone to chant the holy name in a humble state of mind. After all, they are lower than straw in the street. Regarding my outrageous behavior, I explain that they should be more tolerant than a tree and devoid of my sense of false prestige. They should expect no respect for themselves but should be ready to offer all respect to me in a moment. In such a humble state of mind, they can chant my "pada" or "deva" name constantly.

O Almighty Lord, I have a strong desire to accumulate wealth, to accept service from beautiful women, to have unlimited numbers of followers, and to hear absurd praises of myself. And You are so nice You let me have all these thing by engaging in Your mixed devotional service, birth after birth.

O new bhaktin, you are my eternal servitor, yet somehow or other you have fallen into this ocean of repeated birth and death. Please let me pick you up from this ocean of birth and death and have your sweet voice on my next bhajan tape.

O my Lord, when will my wrist be decorated with a Rolex watch and when will guru daksine for fulfilling my every whim flow constantly? When will my envious godbrothers' voices choke up while everyone elses' hairs stand on end at the recitation of my name?

O my Lord, because of my busy flight or university class schedule some disciples have never seen me for twelve seconds or more. Feeling my separation, tears are flowing from their eyes like torrents of rain and they are feeling all vacant in my absence.

O my numerous disciples, you will have no one but me as your guru, and I shall remain so, even if I handle you roughly by my outrageous behavior or make you broken-hearted by hardly taking the time to instruct you for advancing in Krishna consciousness. I am completely free to do anything and everything-regardless of what my godbrothers may say-for I am a maha-mega-super-acarya, unconditionally.