RISHIS, THEY KEEP TRANSITING THROUGH THE BARRICADES OF TIME
In the past there have been men who had attained perfect concentration. In the present there are some such for sure. How many more shall the future behold, men who have perfected themselves? Rishis of old, rishis of the day, rishis of times unborn. How many such shall adorn this beautiful earth and act as the conduit of the message of the soul to be sown into the hearts of men, to be scattered broadcast in the plains and the hills, the vales and the seas and in those higher realms where man ascends to scale the peaks of realisation and sunder the fetters that bind him to the mire of this material world of transitory pursuits?
Written by Sugata Bose
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