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*"As the same fire assumes different shapes When it consumes objects differing in shape, So does the one Self take the shape Of every creature in whom he is present."* (Katha Upanishad II.2.9) *"As the rivers flowing east and west Merge in the sea and become one with it, Forgetting they were separate rivers, So do all creatures lose their separateness When they merge at last into pure Being. There is nothing that does not come from him. Of everything he is the inmost Self. He is the truth; he is the Self supreme. You are that Shvetaketu, you are that."* (Chandogya Upanishad IV.10.1-3) *I don't understand, Why, in this land,* Where these sacred scriptures were written, Were so many religions born-- *I don't understand, How, in this land,* Were differences encouraged, When the backbone of all life Always was recognized as liberation-- The acknowledgement Of all different religions, castes, creeds, Really broke the deal you know... Imagine, if all the cultures were mixed Instead of being separated, unconnected, segregated; And churned into a liberal philosophy The Philosophy of Liberation (read: Moksha) We'd have prevented so many wars, All fought under the cloak of differences and disparities; We could have averted So much bloodshed, So many innocent screams-- And these shudders down your spine right now? They would be the product of fiction; Not the echoes of cruel reality...
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Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 2:58 AM UTC
Moksha: Liberation