Guru Das and the Hells Angels…
“Swamiji called out "Gaura prem-ananda hari hari bol!” In a voice that was simultaneously sweet and grave, he recited paeans glorifying the past preceptors in our spiritual lineage. We collapsed on the floor, bowing down. We all alighted and sat upright silently, as the Swami was now going to speak. The Swami settled into his raised seat. “Thank you very much - all of you nice young boys and girls - for coming and…” We heard pounding on the wall - a loud thum