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In some European books this is completely spoiled by being represented as the doctrine that existence is misery, and that desire is to be suppressed. Her son, spoiled by his mother and his step-father, became a wild young fellow, and added his debts to the heavy burden of Montpelier upon Madison. He didn't want them to be spoiled with too many things, but he wanted the best quality. The slaves in Persia have a good time; well fed, well clothed, treated as spoiled children, given the lightest work, and often given in marriage to a favorite son or taken ar segah or concubine by the master himself, slaves have the certainty of a well-cared-for old age.
The most important section is that of historical works, which, although deficient in sound criticism and often spoiled by a highly artificial style, supply us with most valuable materials for our own research. Nevertheless, as in a campaign the general's plan may be spoiled by too hasty or too eager action on the part of some of his troops, so the defensive arrangement carried to excess may prove injurious or fatal to the organism.
But Lombard conquest was bungling and wasteful; when they had spoiled a city they proceeded to tear down its walls and raze it to the ground. The Jews spoiled the Egyptians: I want to put strongly and completely all that is necessary, for I think things weakly said might as well not be said at all, for they are, as it were, deflowered and spoiled - but I profess the greatest horror for uselessness however brilliant and filling up.
These things can only weaken a picture by distracting the attention toward secondary things. Even his wit and knowledge of the world were spoiled , and his affected gaiety was touched with sadness, by the odour of falsehood which escaped through every pore of his body.
He crossed the Tigris, destroyed the towns and spoiled the tombs of Arbela; but when Artabanus advanced at the head of an army, he retired to Carrhae.
The charter of incorporation granted in states that by the invasion of the Spaniards it had been treacherously spoiled and burnt but that its strength, prosperity and usefulness for navigation, and the acceptable and laudable services of the inhabitants in rebuilding and fortifying it, and their enterprise in erecting a pier, have moved the king to grant the petition for its incorporation.
They therefore spoiled the religious houses and robbed the monastery coffers in order to have means wherewith to rebuild it. It may be noted, however, as a general condition that the native towns and villages of Tunisia, where they have not been spoiled by the shocking tastelessness of Mediterranean Europe, are exceedingly picturesque, and offer exceptional attractions to the painter.
Hence, too, he spoiled nothing by anxious revision in terror lest some phrase not of the golden age should escape from his pen. The Neoplatonists themselves characterized the theologians of the church as intruders, who had appropriated the Greek philosophy and spoiled it by the admixture of strange fables. Many plants, and as the esters of n-hexyl and n-octyl alcohols in the seeds of Heracleum giganteum, and in the fruit of Heracleum sphondylium, but is generally obtained, on the large scale, from the oxidation of spoiled wines, or from the destructive distillation of wood.
This solution was spoiled by the impatience of Garibaldi and the supineness of the Romans themselves. Constant's political career was spoiled by his liaison with Madame de Stael, and at the Restoration was further disturbed by his unreturned passion for Madame Recamier.
But court influence spoiled everything: Maniaces was recalled; under his successor Stephen, brother-in-law of the emperor Michael, the Saracens won back what they had lost. He evidently wanted to do all the talking himself, and continued to talk with the sort of eloquence and unrestrained irritability to which spoiled people are so prone. Had she attempted concealment, or tried to extricate herself from her awkward position by cunning, she would have spoiled her case by acknowledging herself guilty.
It will fall of itself when ripe, but if picked unripe the apple is spoiled , the tree is harmed, and your teeth are set on edge. He disliked having anything to do with the domestic serfs--the "drones" as he called them--and everyone said he spoiled them by his laxity. She waited on the old countess, petted and spoiled the children, was always ready to render the small services for which she had a gift, and all this was unconsciously accepted from her with insufficient gratitude.
He complains that much reading of the works of St Jerome had spoiled his Latin; but, as Scaliger says Scalig er 2 a , " Erasmus's language is better than St Jerome's. You're parents have spoiled you rotten with fine clothes and a cushion job. Home Sentence Examples spoiled. Words near spoiled in the dictionary.
The man got a nice big boner every time I touched him. Mom knew all about that of course. She thought it was funny how easily I could manipulate the man. She even told me how to pull it off. Followed by our special snuff party. It was pretty simple really. We dressed real provocatively and I made sure to follow Mark every time he went into the kitchen. I teased than man unmercifully. But men have no resistance when it comes to sex. Especially if a sexy seventeen year old fox like me is coming on to them.
Anyway, while I got Mark all hot and bothered Tricia latched on to this kid who lived on the next street. He was like twenty or something and not bad looking. Trisha and I both made a big deal about getting in the hot tube.
We were going to drown Mark in there later and we wanted plenty of witnesses to tell the cops why our DNA was in the tube. Everybody brought swimsuits and got in his enormous hot tub.
That sucker holds ten people at once. Or two sadistic girls and one snuffable man. We played in the tub. Trish and me and Rick all left together and made a conspicuous exit. Mom did her part. She can get a man drunk enough to impair his judgment and his motor skill but not so drunk he passes out. We fucked that boy silly. He had a decent cock. And he stayed hard for us too. Maybe because Trish and I put on a little lezbo show for the fool. It was actually kind of a great fuck really.
But I am what I am. And I had a man to snuff. So I was happy but not quite satisfied. Anyway, we made sure Rick would remember the fucking part of the evening.
We got him drunk too. And rolled three joints for our weed happy boy. The idea was to give him the fuck of his sweet young life and then have him pass out so we could leave. And then we could go see Mark one last time after all his other guests had gone home. Rick was totally out of it by 1am. Then Trish and I stayed in the shadows and sauntered into the backyard. Mark was right where he was supposed to be, tipsy and staggering around collecting glasses and trash and shit.
I pulled off my tee shirt, ran up to him with my perky seventeen year old boobs bouncing just right and grabbed his hand and whispered in his ear that he should get in the hot tub with us cause Trish and I wanted to fuck. I started pulling his swim trunks off. He followed me right to the hot tube, our chosen killing zone. Trish sat on his lap and her weight combined with mine pushed all of us under water. But we were sitting on the man so our heads were about eighteen inches above his. We could see him staring up at us, his eyes wide, a silly grin on his face.
When he started running out of breath his grin turned into more of a grimace. Then a silent shout as he struggled and tried to get to the air. Trish and I laughed, kissed and kept him under until he stopped fighting so much. But that first time Tricia and I got it just right.
Tricia had to slap him half a dozen times but finally he coughed, sputtered and sucked in a huge breath of air. We let him catch three or four breaths and when he started to ask what the fuck we were doing we pushed him under water again. He fought even harder this time. And that old fart lasted longer this time too.
We drowned our unhappy host a second time. And I think Trish had an orgasm doing it. I know I got close. But he was having trouble getting his breathing going again.
But we were prepared. Mom had warned us our victim might not recover so good after multiple drownings. So I snapped one of those ammonia capsules under his nose. Trish grabbed a handful of his hair and shook his head back and forth and Mark started to revive some.
It was a roll of saran warp. Only it was the commercial kind used to wrap furniture and stuff. We wrapped a couple layers around his face too so his mouth was covered. It be easier to drown him now. We could try all kinds of positions and wicked things on the man. I wrapped my legs around Tricia and kissed my best girlfriend. One thing lead to another and we found ourselves in that common position, my hand working its way inside her cunt and her fingers probing deep into my cunt.
I checked on Mark while my girl and I made love. His eyes never left us. And she was right. It seemed a shame to let that lovely prick go to waste so Trish and I took turns riding the man. And he was near perfect. He stayed hard long enough for Trish and I to both fuck him till we climaxed. He even stayed hard when we took turns mounting him and fucking him while we pushed his head under and made him breathe water and we drowned him over and over again.
We tortured Mark till an hour before sunrise. We wanted to get out of there under cover of dark. So all in all we had about four hours of wicked fun with him. My next snuff is going to last longer. I got spoiled the first time when I tortured my Dad for three days before I set him on fire and killed him.
God that was fun! But the quick and intense snuffs have their own kind of rhythm and thrill too. Drowning a man in his own hot tub is amusing in a way. In the middle of our time together, maybe from about three am till four, Tricia and I just kept holding his face right below the surface.
Sometimes the water would slosh just right and he could get a quick breath. It had to hurt. Trish and I are getting god at it too. And you get to enjoy keeping him in that hellish state for hours if you choose to. Getting to decide when a man breaths and when he suffers and when he dies. I was born sadistic. My Mom and Aunt and Grand Mommy were all born that way too.
Yesterday was one of the best Christmas mornings ever. I came down and under our tree were four gorgeous young men all naked and cuffed and gagged and with big red bows tied stuck on their pricks. My Mom and Grandma Decker had gone out and gotten four lovely boys for us to enjoy. You have to love my grandma. Snuffing boys is the best fun ever!
Yesterday I could hardly wait to get started on my special Christmas treat. I thanked my Mom and Grandma first though. And keeping it secret from me too.
Tricia lives with us now. She moved in right after she and I snuffed our Dads three years ago. Lord knows we can both afford it. All her husbands wind up dead.
He left her four million in his retirement account. Mom marries for money. She kills for it too. And it is fun. Trust me on that. He left four cute little elves for four wicked women. Now four elves are dead and four sadistic women are glowing in utter and complete content. My guy had light brown hair. Trish got the curly black haired boy. Mom took the one with long, straight dark hair and my Oma Decker got the blond headed guy. My Grand mommy has a thing for blond haired boys.
It reminds her of the Great War when she was the Mistress of a prison camp commandant. My then teenaged grand mommy Bridgett got to snuff hundreds of prisoners during those years. She always got a special thrill when one of the young German privates tried to desert and they caught him and brought him back to camp.
The sentence for desertion was death. She got to spend days torturing them before she killed them. So she likes blond headed boys who remind her of those happy times. Mom finished her boy first. My Mom knows whips like nobody else I know. As her present from Santa found out. She must have whipped that kid for an hour. Mom used her lighter to burn her boy after every five or six slashes just to slow the bleeding down.
Then Mommy started on his cock. He screamed of course. The girls all laughed and cheered and drank our spiked hot chocolate and smoked our Christmas cigars and had ourselves a very merry and jolly time. The other three boys, still tied up nice and tight, were in a panic. My wonderfully wicked almost seventy year old Granny was jacking off her boy. It was one of those long thin glass icicles. When she started the boy even managed to get an erection for her. Grandma Decker likes loves playing with big hard cocks.
She still fucks them too. The tree still looked pretty. Anyway, it was about eighteen inches long and it had lots and lots of little branches just full of wonderfully sharp pine needles.
It was a Fraser fir. He went insane when I rammed that thing up inside him. Once I had a good six inches thrust up his crap hole I started to poke it in and out, in and out. Like I was reaming him out. Which I was of course. God how he screamed. For a while there we had a real Christmas chorus going on with four naked little boys shrieking and screaming at the top of their lungs.
But she cut it up pretty good. He was a mess when she finished. All covered in bloody welts and cuts. Mom had done a crisscross pattern on his body. It fit in with the holiday spirit we were all in. We were all laughing and hugging and playing rough with our boys. The hot chocolate was spiked with rum and we were all getting really happy. That was good for the girls but it meant none of the boys was going to survive the day. This was our reward. And we made the most of it.
Mom finished her boy off while the rest of us watched and tormented our own boy toys. It was neat how she did it all with her whip. The kid was getting kind of worn out and his head was hanging down. Mom used an underhand motion and with a single blindingly fast flick of her wrist she caught the kid smack in the left eye with the deadly tip of her single tail. His head snapped up, you could see his ruined eye hanging half out of its socket, he let out this ungodly shriek and we all started laughing so hard I almost peed my pajamas.
So I pushed my boy to the floor, pulled down my pajama pants, straddled his head and used my little boy as a toilet.
I saw Trish do the same thing to her boy. I wonder if my piss tasted like chocolate and rum to my boy. Some blood oozed out his pee hole. And he lost his hard on. He was going to die with a limp prick.
Which she proceeded to do. Her boy toy was blind and his lower body was probably dumb from the hundreds of devastating whip welts Mom had left on him but he could still feel pain. When he jerked his head his eyeballs jiggled back and forth. Mom popped the kid in the mouth and he swallowed his own eye. Trish and I were all over each other.
We started with my lips on her cunt and her lips on my nipples but we were licking and probing and kissing so hard and so fast it was hard to tell who was doing what to who. Hell, I may have even licked my own titties a couple times. She used her whip to cut at his neck. She hit that boy on the throat so many times so fast together it did something to the nerves or the muscles. God how he tired! Blind, in excruciating pain, his balls and dick sliced off his body by dozens of whip lashes the boy still wanted to live.
His chest heaved, he kept making this wonderful croaking, rasping, guttural, tortured wheezed as he slowly choked to death. It must have lasted a good ten minutes. Mom never stopped whipping him, hitting him on the face, the neck, his chest, even across his ruined crotch.
It was a Christmas miracle! I had a couple orgasms watching that kid suffer. And when his body heaved one last time in a huge convulsive thrust I had another powerful climax.
You have no selfconfidence. Consider gramaseva, rural service as Rama Seva, service to God. Explain clearly to the villagers issues like hygiene, health, cleanliness, and organise medical camps. Ensure to everyone water supply, especially drinking water supply.
Tell them about the evil effects of smoking and drinking. Help them to get rid of these bad habits. If you work and serve mingling closely with the local people, in course of time, they will be able to work independently and become self reliant.
Service to man is service to God. Service is a greater and higher spiritual path than meditation, penance, worship and chanting. Serve the poor and the needy. Don't give any scope for jealousy, pride, and attachment.
Develop virtues like devotion, adherence to truth, discipline, broadmindedness, and never yield to pomp, pride, and egoism. Bad qualities are like tigers while noble qualities are like cows. Will tigers allow cows to live? So, don't have any evil tendencies in your heart. You should imbibe human values more and more, and live up to the ideals you cherish. Kindly tell us about Vasishtha and Visvamitra the two sages who are very prominent in the Ramayana? In ancient days, kings were always guided by their preceptor.
They consulted him on all major issues. That was how satya and dharma were maintained and upheld. History shows instances when kings approached their gurus for blessings and guidance, and thus became great.
Rama and Lakshmana followed Sage Visvamitra, learnt archery from him and killed demons like Khara and Dushana who were obstructing and desecrating Vedic rituals like yajnas and yagas in the forest. Thus, Visvamitra was instrumental in demonstrating to the world at large the valour and expertise of Rama and Lakshmana. Visvamitra also taught Rama the most sacred mantra, the Gayatri. Visvamitra was also responsible for the divine wedding of Sita and Rama, which was in essence a union of prakriti, matter and purusa, energy, the Absolute one.
He was and is the mitra, friend, of visva, the entire Universe, and so the name of the sage has been so apt and befitting. Visvamitra was the one who gave Gayatri Mantra to mankind. As he was growing in spiritual stature, he wished to be called Brahmarshi by Vasishtha. He was always competitive and envious of Vasishtha to the extent of even resolving to kill him.
On a full moon day he planned to kill Vasishtha and was holding in his hand a big stone to be thrown on his head.
Meanwhile, he heard Vasishtha tell his wife Arundhati how bright and beautiful the moonlight was and how it was equal to the power of the penance of Visvamitra. His mind immediately changed and he fell at the feet of Vasishtha and the latter addressed him as Brahmarshi since he had conquered his ego. The Ramayana was both composed and recited during the time of Rama's incarnation. As for the great sage and ascetic Valmiki, besides being a contemporary of Rama, he, as the author of the Ramayana, is the very first poet.
He gave shelter to Sita, renowned for her virtue and chastity, brought up her sons, Lava and Kusa, and taught them archery and all the arts. Thus, he played a vital role in the Ramayana. Having completed the Ramayana, he thought deeply about popularising such a great work. At that juncture, Lava and Kusa came forward and took a vow in the presence of Valmiki and other distinguished sages that they would themselves sing the Ramayana and offer its nectar to people all over the world. Thus, Valmiki has the unique distinction of composing the divine Ramayana as Rama's contemporary and having it sung in Rama's presence.
Valmiki proclaimed to the whole world the ideals and divinity of Rama, the protector of the world and the inspirer of His muse. Thus, it was only from the Tretayuga that the divinity within humanity began to shine forth. The purpose of the incarnation of Rama was to pass on to mankind the whole duty of man. What is happening today is exactly the same phenomenon.
You would have noticed how in the present avatar too, biographies are written by contemporaries, and the Divinity is acknowledged, worshipped, experienced, and celebrated all over the world.
That all this is happening during the time of the incarnation is another parallel to Rama's descent. The same Message, viz. We heard about King Dasaratha, the yoga called 'putrakameshti', and so on. Kindly tell us something about King Janaka. Janaka was a Rajayogi, a man of great wisdom, utterly devoid of the sense of the body. Therefore, he came to be known as videha, one without attachment to the body. As the daughter of that King, Sita came to be known as Vaidehi.
Janaka was an ideal king possessing immense devotion to the preceptor, extensive knowledge of the Sastras, and the spirit of renunciation. He performed Sita's marriage as his bounden duty. Later on, Rama left for the forest along with Sita and Lakshmana. Though their stay in the forest stretched into years, Janaka never set foot in the forest.
Such was Janaka's abounding wealth of jnana and vairagya. We hear that Adi Sankara died at a young age. What could be the reason? It is true that the founder of the doctrine of advaita, nondualism, died young. He wrote commentaries on three important sacred texts known as Prasthanatraya, viz. Besides, emphasising jnana, he composed a large number of hymns on bhakti. He travelled all over the country and established pithas centres of worship and spiritual learning.
He symbolises Sanatana Dharma, the ancient, timeless spiritual culture of this land. Adi Sankara went to the ancient pilgrim centre, Kasi where he prayed to the presiding deity, Visvanath to pardon him for the three mistakes he had committed.
The first mistake happened to be his behavior contrary to what he had been stating all along. While saying, Vasudevas sarvamiti, God is everywhere, he had come to Kasi to see God. The second mistake was that even while knowing that God is beyond our comprehension and description, yato vaco nivartante, he tried to write books on divinity. The third mistake was that while knowing that one God manifested Himself as many, ekoham bahu syam, and that the same God is present in everyone, atmavat sarva bhutani and that awareness is in everyone, prajnanam brahma he organised mathas, centres of learning considering his disciples separate from him.
You may also have heard another episode connected with his life. He prayed to his mother for permission to become a Sannyasi, a lifelong celibate. She didn't accept the proposal initially. One day Sankara went to a nearby river to have a bath.
Suddenly a crocodile caught his feet. Then he started crying, "Mother! This crocodile is pulling me into the water. It is not going to leave me until you permit me to become a sannyasi". His mother at last gave her permission and Sankara was released by the crocodile.
The inner meaning of the episode is that the river is comparable to samsara, worldly life in general, and the crocodile to visaya, sensual pleasure. Man is dragged into the river of life by the crocodile of worldly pleasure. Release is renunciation or detachment. Sankara shuffled off the mortal coil soon after completing the tasks he had set for himself, because he was sure that his mission would be carried further by his disciples, the torchbearers of his philosophy and that his theory of advaita, nondualism would be widely spread and propagated.
His disciples too were of the stature and eminence to carry on his mission successfully. Tyagaraja, very well known as a devotee of Rama, composed kritis hymns in praise of the Lord which are sung even today. What is special about them? There are many names of devotees who composed devotional songs all over the world. God also responded to them. Those songs make you ecstatic and sublime.
But the hymns of Tyagaraja have a specialty about them. Every song of his is related to an incident in his life. For example, when the King of Tanjore sent him jewels, provisions and costly presents, Tyagaraja mildly and politely rejected them and put to himself a question in the form of a krti, nidhi cala sukhama ramuni sannidhi seva sukhama, is it money that makes you happy or is it nearness to God?
Once his brother threw all the idols worshipped by Tyagaraja into the Kaveri river. Tyagaraja cried and cried for this loss. One day when he was taking his bath in the Kaveri, he could get by the grace of Rama those lost idols, and holding them in his palms he brought them home singing, rara ma inti daka raghuvi ra sukumara: The hymns of Tyagaraja reflect practical devotion and surrender.
Right now, we are in Kodaikanal. Tamilnadu is known for its renowned devotees. We often hear about Manikya Vachakar and Tiruvalluvar. We want to hear from you about these two illustrious sons of Tamilnadu. Manikya Vachakar is the personification of forbearance, forgiveness, patience, and devotion.
One day the son of a very rich man came to him. You know, Manikya Vachakar was selling saris and maintaining his family. This boy who came to him was a pampered spoilt child.
Picking up a sari there, the boy asked, " What is the price of this sari? The boy tore the sari into two halves and said, " What is the price of this half sari? The boy tore it further into two halves and asked, " Now what is the price of this quarter sari"?
The former patiently replied, " Rupees five sir". The mischievous boy was very much taken aback by Manikya Vachakar's patience. He then asked, " How is it that you are so patient in spite of my mischief?
He is responsible for my peace and calmness". In Tamilnadu there was one devotee by name Tiruvalluvar. He was highly reputed and is known even today for his devotional composition, Tirukkural.
In those days, the Pandya king had youngsters serving him as ministers. Tiruvalluvar was one of them. The Pandya king had a great liking for horses. He liked to have a number of horses of different breeds from all parts of the country. He called Tiruvalluvar, gave him some money, and sent him to get new breeds of horses from all places. The latter agreed and proceeded. On his way, Tiruvalluvar found a temple in a dilapidated condition. He decided to renovate it. In so doing, he had spent all the money he had with him.
Having come to know what he had done, the king became very furious and wild. He kept Tiruvalluvar in prison as a punishment. There in the prison Tiruvalluvar composed his famous Tirukkural.
The king repented later for his hasty and wrong decision. He requested Tiruvalluvar to come back and resume his duties as a minister. However, Tiruvalluvar politely refused to take up any responsibilities in the kingdom. He spent the remaining part of his life wholly in spiritual pursuits. He is above sattvika, rajasika, and tamasika qualities. But, we are bound by these three attributes. How can we realise God, then? The Divine has two aspects. He can be experienced as the one with attributes and also as beyond them.
You should know one thing chiefly. God is in the attributes. But, the attributes are not in Him. Attributes or traits cannot function and operate without divinity in them. Gold is in the jewellery. But, jewels are not in gold.
Pots are made of clay, but not vice versa. Silverware, like a glass or a plate, is made of silver. But, the glass and plate are not in silver.
You know, an electric bulb illumines, and a fan revolves. Radios, TVs work by electricity only. They are electrical gadgets. Electricity is the main cause of their functioning. But, none of these gadgets are there in electricity. Likewise, God is present in the attributes. They are not present in God.
So in a way we can say that He has attributes and at the same time He is attributeless, saguna and nirguna. Every man has three qualities sattva, rajas, and tamas. But, the one that dominates the other two decides his thinking, feeling and action. But, unless we transcend these three qualities, we cannot experience divinity in the true sense.
If you want to see your own chest, what should you do? You should first of all remove your coat, then your shirt, and finally even your banian, to look at your chest, isn't it so?
So also, to see the chest of divinity you should first remove the coat of tamasika quality, the shirt of rajasika quality and the banian of sattvika quality. We pray to you to tell us about the two aspects of God, with form and without it? It is here that many are confused. Without a form, from where do you get the formless? How is it possible for you to visualise the formless? Since you have a form, you can only think of God with a form. For example, if a fish is to think of God, it can visualise God only in the form of a bigger fish.
So also, if at all a buffalo thinks of God, it can think of God only as a bigger buffalo. In the same way, man can think of God only as existing in human form, the form of an ideal man. Even the formless aspect of God can be meditated upon basing on the aspect of God with form. You cannot derive the formless without a form.
Here is a small example. You are all here seated in this hall in front of Swami today in Kodaikanal. You are listening to Swami's words. This is an experience with a form. Later, you go home and after a few days you begin to reflect on what had happened here. You recall the entire scenario. In fact, has Swami come to your place physically?
Would you find this room at your place? Have all of you gone there? But this direct experience is pictured mentally, which gives you the indirect experience of being here. What you see here is the sakara and what you experience there is the nirakara.
So, the formless is based on the aspect with form. One cannot exist without the other. You want to drink it. How do you drink? Don't you need a cup or a glass? Similarly to worship God milk you need a form cup. Swami, of these two ways of worship, the aspect with form and the other, the formless, which is greater? In my opinion, both are equal.
One is not in any way greater than the other. Now you are in Coimbatore. Here the land is plain, without any ups and downs. The level of the land is the same throughout. Nobody prepared the ground like this. The form of Coimbatore is like this. Its design is like this. But Kodaikanal is located on the hills. Nobody assembled hills there. Its form is of that sort. Coimbatore and Kodaikanal are different from one other. Each one is full, but in its own way. So also, the two methods of worship one with form and the other formless are equally beneficial to the seekers of truth and aspirants of spiritual enlightenment.
Scriptures declare that God is omnipresent; God is everywhere. Kindly explain this aspect of Divinity? How are we to understand this? The Bhagavadgita says, "bijam mam sarvabh utanam, God is the seed of this entire creation. God is the seed of all beings. You sow it in the ground. The seed, as days pass, germinates.
In the process, the seed produces a root, then a stem, a leaf, branches, and flowers gradually. The seed is latent in every part of the plant, as all parts directly or indirectly emerge from it. Finally, in the hard seed of the fruit also the initial or the original seed is present. So, God is present in the entire universe. The whole world is a tree, God is the seed, and fruits are the beings or creatures born of the tree of the world.
When the same divinity is present in everyone, why should differences exist? Divinity being the same, why are we so different from each other? Ekamevadvitiyam brahma, " God is one without a second" , says the scripture.
Then, how do we account for the variety, diversity, differences, and so on? A small example to understand this. Power supply being the same, don't you find the difference in the voltage of the bulbs that illumine?
A bulb with a low voltage gives you light of low intensity and a bulb with a high voltage illumines more brightly. But, at the same time, electricity is one and the same. Bulbs are different in their voltage and this determines the intensity of light. Similarly, our bodies are like those bulbs with the inner current of the same Divinity. You said that divinity is in everyone.
Then, before we were born where had it been? Does divinity exist even after our death? Divinity is imperishable, pure and unsullied. It has neither birth nor death. It is eternal and stable. It is beyond time and space. Divinity transcends all physical laws. Now, your question is: You see, there is an electrical wire on the wall, and also holders here and there to which bulbs are fixed.
You get light only if a bulb is fixed to a holder and not otherwise. The current passes through the wire that enters the bulb fixed to the holder. If you hold the bulb in your hand, it does not illumine, as there is no power supply. What you have to understand is this. The current has not been newly produced to get into the bulb. It was already there in the wire. If you remove the bulb, what will happen to the current? It will be there in the wire only. The only difference is that you will not experience its presence as illumination.
Similarly, the bulb is the body, the current of divinity flows into it as the illumination of life. When this bulb of the body is removed, even then, the current of divinity persists hidden or latent, so much so divinity has all along been there before you were born, during your lifetime and will even be there after your death like the current of electricity. It is said that God is hr dayavasi, dweller in our heart. Is it the same heart, which is on the left side in on our chest? That is the physical heart.
But the seat of God is the spiritual heart, which is also called hrdaya. The one filled with compassion is hrdaya, heart. Today compassion is a matter of fashion. People put on kasayavastra, ochre robes but they have kasayihrdaya, hearts of butchery.
The physical heart is on the left side while the spiritual heart is on the right side. The spiritual heart is the temple of God. In the Gita, Lord Krishna says, isvarah hrddese arjuna tisthati which means God resides in the altar of your heart.
Knowledge, be it physical, secular, scientific or technological, relates to the head and not to the heart. But love, compassion, truth, sacrifice and forbearance concern the heart. Can divinity be probed into? Is it possible to know it by reasoning? All worldly experiences are bound by time and space. Your senses help you to experience all that is in the outer world.
Science and Technology investigate the five elements, make certain combinations and permutations, and provide certain additional conveniences and comforts for mankind to lead a better life. These include electronic gadgets, computers, and so on. A scientist conducts an experiment, but a spiritual aspirant's experiences of divinity cannot be conducted in a laboratory.
How do you expect to convey anything about divinity, which is beyond expression? How do you imagine divinity, which is beyond comprehension? How do you investigate and experiment upon divinity which transcends all your reasoning and senses? Science is based on experiments, and religion on experience. In science, you analyse, but in religion, you realise.
There is no way other than devotion. Your wealth, scholarship, authority and physical personality cannot please God. It is only your devotion that He looks into. Don't you know Guha in the Ramayana? What scholarship had he to please Rama? He was not even educated. You also must have heard of Sabari, an ardent devotee of Lord Rama. How rich was she to be close to Rama? She was in rags at that time, the poorest of the poor. What made that bird, Jatayu receive the special blessings of Rama so as to deserve performance of the last rites at the divine hands of Rama?
Even Rama's father, Dasaratha, was not as fortunate as this bird Jatayu, because he died when Rama was in the forest, far away from Ayodhya. How about Hanuman, a monkey?
By implicit faith in and total surrender to Rama he could be successful not only in the task assigned to him, but also came to be worshipped by the devotees of the Lord and his worship has been continuing since the days of the Ramavatara. The Mahabharata clearly portrays Draupadi, the queen of the Pandavas as Lord Krishna's devotee of the highest order, always, in times of success or failure, pleasure or pain, calm or turmoil, anywhere, either on the throne in Hastinapura or in the forest.
The Pandavas are known for their deep devotion and abounding love for Krishna. They are the best examples of equanimity and total surrender to God such that Krishna identified Himself completely with them by saying that Dharmaja was His head, Arjuna His heart, Bhima His shoulders, and the two youngest brothers Nakula and Sahadeva equal to His two feet. This is true devotion. This is the ideal stature of a devotee. In the Bhagavata you come across the Gopis the cowherd girls who were rustic, innocent, and unlettered whose madhurabhakti, total attachment to God, was backed by unconditional love and surrender.
Their devotion was noble, pure, nectarine, and exemplary. They saw Krishna in bushes, thorns, leaves, branches, and flowers. Is theirs not tadatmyabhava, total identification? Isn't theirs the advaitabhava, nondualistic state? They could not bear the pangs of separation from Krishna even for a split second. This is the level of their devotion. Have you not heard about Tyagaraja, the South Indian saintsinger and composer, who had put the question: Is it wealth that gives you happiness or proximity to God?
They are remembered to this day. By reading about them, you will not only be the recipient of God's grace but even have a claim on God's grace. You know, the moment you marry, your wife will have a claim on your property. This is due to the mangalasutra, the sacred knot tied at the time of the wedding. Similarly, devotion is bhaktisutra the knot of devotion, which empowers the devotee to claim from God His grace.
Therefore, for everything, devotion is most important. For most people, it is the proper and noble approach to Divinity. Why are we not the recipients of Divine grace? It is not proper to feel so. You are wrong if you think so. God's grace is equally available to all of you.
He makes no distinctions of caste, creed, sex, nationality, and so on. You should know that the defect is in you.
You have to cleanse the tumbler of your heart. For example, it is raining heavily now. If you want to collect water in a vessel, what you do is to keep it straight. However, if you turn it downwards or put it upside down, is it possible to collect water? The downpour of rain will be of no help at all. Therefore, we have to keep our hearts always pure and ready to receive the rain of grace.
We have to turn it towards the rain of God's Love in order to collect it. Is it not so? Our fortune is immeasurable, how many people get this opportunity!
This is all your grace. But, how are we to preserve this? Out of the millions of devotees how many are able to be here? Is this proximity possible for everyone? Merit from several past lives had made you fortunate enough to be here. Out of a few thousand in our institutions, how many students are lucky enough to be here?
Only a few of you could follow me to this place, Kodaikanal. This you will have to preserve and sustain carefully. Here is a roll of thread, which is the product of much rotating and winding. A time consuming job, really! If they take up this process in haste, and drop it in the middle out of neglect or carelessness, all the thread will lie scattered on the ground. Similarly, your fortune is like this roll of thread carefully and laboriously wound like the merit of the good deeds you had done in your past lives.
If you neglect this fortune and lose it by any mischance, you can't get it back. All the effort you have put in will go waste. The thick pad at the centre of this roll is like your faith round which your meritorious deeds are wound. So, never neglect this good luck, nor take it for granted, nor view it as simple and ordinary.
Negligence and carelessness are harmful to spiritual aspirants. How does your Grace affect our destiny and our prarabdha, past karma? God's grace and God's will can change anything. His infinite compassion makes Him change your, pra rabdhakarma or the ka rmic effects of your past lives. A devotee can arrest God in the jail of his heart. In this world, there is nothing that you can't achieve with devotion. God's grace can cancel all your karmic effects or the evil effects of your past life.
Nothing untoward can happen to you. You see many medicines kept for sale in a medical shop. On each of the medicines you find the date of manufacture and of expiry. The medicine will not act with efficiency beyond the date of expiry. It becomes just useless. What God does is exactly the same thing. He simply stamps on the medicine bottle the date of expiry cancelling your prarabdhakarma the suffering you are going through in this life.
Right then your suffering ends. This is how Swami, out of His sheer grace and compassion, gives you relief. Can we be sure of God's grace if we do sadhana regularly?
As sure as anything! Why do you doubt? For example, you have a pet dog. You feed it every day and you will notice that it will get habituated to come to you exactly at the same time every day to be fed. Is this not true?
When regularity makes a dog respond, why not God? You will definitely receive His grace. We are here in your presence because of your infinite grace and mercy. Your blessings have brought us all here. We bask in the sunshine of bliss bestowed on us by your Divine dars' an , spars'an and sambhas an. Do we still need merit from past lives and the samskaras? The present state of bliss and the merit from past lives are both essential and they should go together.
They are closely interrelated. Here the soil is sandy. When there are heavy rains, water sinks into the soil or gets absorbed in the soil.
The same is the situation with you at present. Therefore, devotion doesn't remain steady. But, suppose there is a flow of river water, what happens when it rains?
Water will flow with greater vigour than before. Similarly, your present blessed opportunity of being with me is like rainwater. If you have good samska ras from your past life like the water flow of a river, the blissful state you are experiencing now will continue with more vigour. God's grace is like a shower of rain. Your merit from the past will enable you to contain it. So, I tell you often to retain the good luck, the opportunity, and the privilege given to you.
You draw water out of the well in a bucket. But you have to pick up the bucket full of water yourself. On the other hand, if you drop it in the middle, what happens? You can't collect water, can you? However, there is one important thing. If you love God intensely, you can achieve anything. As human effort increases, God's grace also lends strength and intensity to the effort, which ultimately leads man to success. Manis not behaving in the way expected of him. He is losing his very humannature.
How should he transform himself at this juncture? How about society, if he remains like this, Swami? You do not know that you areusing certain words without knowing their meaning. If you understand the wordsthat you utter, you will notice that they are selfexplanatory and conveytheir meaning in unambiguous terms.
What is the meaning of this word manava, man? In other words, ' manava 'means 'the one who crosses maya and conducts himself accordingly' anddefinitely not one who is enslaved by maya.
It can also be interpretedin another way. The word 'manava' means, 'ma ', not, 'nava', new. Thus 'manava ' means 'not new'.
Man had many births earlier andthe present one is not new. Man is also called narah Sanskrit. Na means 'not', and rah means 'perishable'. Thus, narah, means 'not perishable'. Obviously, the one, which is imperishable, is eternal that is, immortal, or atma, Truth. Va denotes vala or tail. So narashould be viewed as man without vala or tail. Thus, saksara is one who is undiminishable, permanent or eternal, Atma.
He whohas the awareness of such Atma is saksara. Man today isbehaving as raksasa, demon. Man is expected to have dama, control of senses, but he is full of mada, pride and conceit. So, whenwe understand the meaning of these words, we shall know that man or vyakti, the individual, should exhibit and express the quality of atma, which he trulyis. A community or a group ofindividuals makes a society.
A single vr ks a, tree , cannot make avana, forest. A single grha, house cannot make a grama, village. What is the meaning of samaja, society? Sama, equalityor equanimity, ja, born out of.
Thus samaja, is that whichmaintains equality and equanimity. What are needed for ideal society? They are samaikyata, unity; samagrata, coordination; samarasa, integration; saubhratrata, fraternity; and samanata, equality. These are the features of an ideal society. We hear people saying thatsociety should change. However, in my opinion, it is wrong. If the individualchanges, society will automatically change. A fatherpresented a map of India to his young son. The boy, by mistake, tore it topieces and was reprimanded by his father.
After some time, the son brought themap intact. When asked by the father how he could do it, the boy replied thaton the reverse side of the map there was the picture of a man. He said theonly thing he did was to correctly assemble the torn pieces of the man to makeit into the original picture. Then the original map formed itselfautomatically. Thus, when individuals reform, society will automatically get reformed. Every person should know that thehappiness of the individual depends on that of society.
Man's welfare, progress and prosperity depend on society. This truth must be fully understoodby everyone. For example, when there is a fire in the neighbourhood you makean attempt to extinguish it. If you do not, your house will not be safe. When all the other houses in the neighbourhood are burnt down by the fire, your house too will be burnt.
When there are epidemics like cholera, you willbe extra careful; otherwise, you will also become one of the victims. Similaris the relationship between an individual and the society he lives in. May be due to theimpact of the Age of Kali, we don't find in these days, any understandingamong the members of a family. Instead, we find differences in many families, even conflicts, complexes, competitions; and sometimes matters become so bad as to drag a family tothe courts.
Please suggest a way out of this sad plight, Swami! In this world though diversity is apparent, there is an inherent unity. Multiplicity may be patent. But the underlying unity is latent. The whole ofnature shows both these aspects. Take the earth; it is not thesame throughout. There are hills, mountains, and valleys.
However, in ourexperience we clearly visualise unity. Are the five fingers of the same handidentical? Similarly, the members of one and the same family are not alikeor uniform. They are not stereotypes. All the same, there cannot be any validreason for the absence of fraternity, unity, and love among the members of thefamily. A good example from our epics maybe cited in this context. You analyse Siva samsaram 'the family ofour Lord Siva'. Siva has Ganga, water, over his head, and fire on his foreheadbetween the two eyes.
He is, therefore, Trinetra or 'the threeeyed'God'. Siva is pannagadhara, nagabhusana for He hasround his neck venomous serpents. The vehicle of his elder son LordSubrahmanya is a peacock. Snakes and peacocks are enemies. The vehicle ofGoddess Parvati, consort of Siva is a lion. Thevery face of Siva's second son is that of an elephant. Ganesh is calledGajanana for this reason.
An elephant can't even dream of the sight of a lion. Parvati has all the jewels, but her Lord, Siva is digambara, naked, bhasmabh u s itanga with vibhuti smeared all over the body, andsurrounded by bhutas or devils. Though Siva's family is full ofopposites and contradictions, there is integration, coordination, harmony andunity. Similarly, in your families, themembers may differ from each other, yet you should be able to live in perfectharmony like Siva's family. This is the lesson that over the ages Lord Sivahas been teaching the world.
Today the whole world is strifetorn. We hear of racial discrimination, class conflict, bloodshed, war, and so on. Kindly give some message to thepresent day world. Today we have many intellectuals who find diversity in unity. There are only afew who notice unity in diversity. This is the reason for the present daytroubles, turmoil, conflicts, wars, and so on in the world. Manava, manis behaving like a danava, demon. So we find violent, demonic, bestial, and inhuman tendencies among people.
The moment man recognises and experiencesunity in diversity, peace, comfort, safety, security, and happiness areensured. The composition of human blood isthe same all over the world. All breathe oxygen only. All tread the sameground. Hunger is one, be that of a rich man who may dine in a fivestar hotelor of a beggar who appeases his hunger with mere starch.
Thirst is one and thesame, be that of a rich man who will have a cool drink or of a poor man whodrinks tap water in the street. Both feel happy in moments of joy and bothgrieve in times of difficulties. The human body is composed of thefive elements: The body is inert. Webreathe air into it. There is also fire within, keeping the body warm andhelping us in digesting food. There is space within accommodating all parts ofthe human body. There is plenty of water in the body.
So the five elementsoutside are also inside you. Everyone has them in the same proportion. Allthat you have is also present in everybody else. Then, why do you stretch yourhand begging everyone? What is it that you don't have which theother man has? This is the philosophy of unity indiversity. This unity is divinity.
The experience of this sort ofspiritual unity is liberation, whereas the feeling of multiplicity, pluralityand diversity is bondage, dualism, and attachment. Flowers are many, but worship isone, Cows are many, but milk is one.
Jewels are many, but gold is one, Paths are many, but the goal is one, Stars are many, but the sky is one, Beings are many, but breath is one, Names and forms are many, but God is one. This is oneness or unity. Yarn ismultiple, but when interwoven, it becomes a piece of cloth. This is how youshould find out and experience unity in order to realise divinity. Peoplefight in the name of religion. What a shame it is! No religion tells you tospeak lies, to harm or kill others or do any such things.
All religions layemphasis on love, brotherhood, sacrifice, peace, truth, and so on. So, itisridiculous to fight in the name of religion. In fact, matulu mancivainamatamedi ceddadi, Telugu if your mind is good, which religion is bad? There is only one religion, thereligion of love. To have differences based on language or race is bad. It isa sign of narrow mindedness. There is only one language, the language of theheart.
Example sentences with the word spoiled. spoiled example sentences. He didn't want them to be spoiled with too many things, but he wanted the best quality. Nobody wants to ask to be spoiled, yet everyone wants to be spoiled. Part of being in a relationship is anticipating the needs of your special. Spoil definition: If you spoil something, you prevent it from being successful or Perhaps I could employ someone to iron his shirts, but I wanted to spoil him.