So long as the thirst for material gain persists in the mind, God is a distant dream. Futile are the prayers and propitiation if unattended with unalloyed love. What profit is in prayer for persistence of the perishable life when the yawning chasm of death will spare nor prince nor pauper? What fulfilment do you seek in transitory pleasures which are so fraught with pain? What bliss is greater than the bliss of God which perishes not with time? Then why, O man, seek ye not the infinite treasures of the Atman which is thy divine inheritance, nay, the very fabric of thy being? Human life is so very precious and to waste it so in a barren chase, O what folly, what folly! Awake, awake great souls and reclaim thy dominion over all that is, over all that ye are and stand erect and free in the sunshine of thy illumined life. Tarry not lest the hour passes by and the tide fails to carry the anchored boat. Godspeed then my brethren, my friends Godspeed! Freedom's the call, freedom's the end, freedom's the means and freedom's the way.
Jai Ramakrishna!
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