VEDANTA, THE WISDOM OF INDIA ... 1
The delights of the senses fascinate. They hold man in their delusive grip. And when the hour is past and the senses weaken, they cast him away as so much garbage worth the furnace.
From the womb to the crematorium runs the stretch of terrestrial Maya as cyclically the process repeats till the senses are vanquished and the Self shines unhindered by the clouds of delusive dreams.
Written by Sugata Bose
The delights of the senses fascinate. They hold man in their delusive grip. And when the hour is past and the senses weaken, they cast him away as so much garbage worth the furnace.
From the womb to the crematorium runs the stretch of terrestrial Maya as cyclically the process repeats till the senses are vanquished and the Self shines unhindered by the clouds of delusive dreams.
Written by Sugata Bose
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