Friday, September 21, 2012

Seventh Chapter


King Janaka says: In infinite ocean of myself, world wanders here and there like a ship driven by its own wind. But it does not create turbulence in me.  1

In infinite ocean of myself, world rises and vanishes naturally like a wave by 'Maya'. But it does not cause any growth or damage to me. 2

In infinite ocean of myself, world exists like a dream. But I exist as supremely peaceful and formless. 3

In that infinite and stainless state, there remains no feeling of 'I' or any other feeling. Like this I exist, unattached, devoid of desires and at peace. 4

Surprise, I am pure consciousness and the world is like a magic. How can there be thoughts of useful and useless in me? 5