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Swami Vivekananda Speaks:
* Each soul is potentially Divine. The Goal is to manifest this Divinity within,
by controlling nature external and internal. Do this either by work, or worship,
or psychic control, or philosophy - by one, or more, or all of these - and be
free. This is the whole of Religion. Doctrines, or dogmas, or rituals, or books,
or temples, or forms, are but secondary details.
* The Upanishads are the great mine of Strength. Therein lies strength enough to
invigorate the whole world; the whole world can be vivified, made strong,
energized through them.
* In modern language, the theme of the Upanishads is to find an Ultimate Unity
of things. Knowledge is nothing but finding Unity in the midst of diversity.
* We are Lions, not Sheep: Shall we advise men to kneel down and cry, O
miserable sinners that we are! No, rather let us remind them of their divine
nature. I will tell you a story. A lioness in search of prey came upon a flock
of sheep, and as she jumped at one of them, she gave birth to a cub and died on
the spot. The young lion was brought up in the flock, ate grass, and bleated
like a sheep, and it never knew that it was a lion. One day a lion came across
the flock and was astonished to see in it a huge lion eating grass and bleating
like a sheep. At his sight the flock fled and the lion - sheep with them. But
the lion watched his opportunity and one day found the lion - sheep asleep. He
woke him up and said, You are a lion. The other said, No, and began to bleat
like a sheep. But the stranger lion took him to a lake and asked him to look in
the water at his own image and see if it did not resemble him, the stranger
lion. He looked and acknowledged that it did. Then the stranger lion began to
roar and asked him to do the same. The lion - sheep tried his voice and was soon
roaring as grandly as the other. And he was a sheep no longer. My friends, I
would like to tell you all that you are mighty as lions. If the room is dark, do
you go about beating your chest and crying, It is dark, dark, dark! No, the only
way to get the light is to strike a light, and then the darkness goes. The only
way to realise the light above you is to strike the spiritual light within you,
and the darkness of sin and impurity will flee away.
* From gross to subtle: There was once a minister to a great king. He fell into
disgrace. The king, as a punishment, ordered him to be shut up in the top of a
very high tower. This was done, and the minister was left there to perish. He
had a faithful wife, however, who came to the tower at night and called to her
husband at the top to know what she could do to help him. He told her to return
to the tower the following night and bring with her a long rope, some stout
twine, pack thread, silken thread, a beetle, and a little honey. . . The good
wife obeyed her husband, and brought him the desired articles. The husband
directed her to attach the silken thread firmly to the beetle, then to smear its
horns with a drop of honey, and to set it free on the wall of the tower, with
its head pointing upwards. She obeyed all these instructions, and the beetle
started on its long journey. Smelling the honey ahead it slowly crept onwards,
in the hope of reaching the honey, until at last it reached to top of the tower,
when the minister grasped the beetle, and got possession of the silken thread.
He told his wife to tie the other end to the pack thread, and after he had drawn
up the pack thread, he repeated the process with the stout twine, and lastly
with the rope. Then the rest was easy. The minister descended from the tower by
means of the rope, and made his escape. In this body of ours the breath motion
is the silken thread; by laying hold of and learning to control it we grasp the
pack thread of the nerve currents, and from these the stout twine of our
thoughts, and lastly the rope of Prana, controlling which we reach freedom.
* Truth will be out, sooner or later: There was a certain king who had a huge
number of courtiers, and each one of these courtiers declared he was ready to
sacrifice his life for his master, and that he was the most sincere being ever
born. In course of time, a Sannyasin came to the king. The king said to him that
there never was a king who had so many sincere courtiers as he had. The
Sannyasin smiled and said he did not believe that. The king said the Sannyasin
could test it if he liked. So the Sannyasin declared that he would make a great
sacrifice by which the king's reign would be extended very long, with the
condition that there should be made a small tank into which each one of his
courtiers should pour a pitcher of milk, in the dark of night. The king smiled
and said, 'Is this the test?' And he asked his courtiers to come to him, and
told them what was to be done. They all expressed their joyful assent to the
proposal and returned. In the dead of night, they came and emptied their
pitchers into the tank. But in the morning, it was found full of water only. The
courtiers were assembled and questioned about the matter. Each one of them had
thought there would be so many pitchers of milk that his water would not be
detected. Unfortunately most of us have the same idea and we do our share of
work as did the courtiers in the story.
* There were four travellers who came to a high wall. The first one climbed with
difficulty to the top and without looking back, jumped over. The second
clambered up the wall, looked over, and with a shout of delight disappeared. The
third in his turn climbed to the top, looked where his companions had gone,
laughed with joy, and followed them. But the fourth one came back to tell what
had happened to his fellow - travellers. The sign to us that there is something
beyond is the laugh that rings back from those great ones who have plunged from
Maya's wall.
* The sense universe is, as it were, only one portion, one bit of that infinite
spiritual universe projected into the plane of sense consciousness. How can this
little bit of projection be explained, be understood, without knowing that which
is beyond? It is said of Socrates that one day while lecturing at Athens, he met
a Brahmin who had travelled into Greece, and Socrates told the Brahmin that the
greatest study for mankind is man. The Brahmin sharply retorted: 'How can you
know man until you know God?' This God, this eternally Unknowable, or Absolute,
or Infinite, or without name - you may call Him by what name you like - is the
rationale, the only explanation, the raison d'etre of that which is known and
knowable, this present life.
* The great question that generally arises is the utility of philosophy. To that
there can be only one answer: if on the utilitarian ground it is good for men to
seek for pleasure, why should not those whose pleasure is in religious
speculation seek for that? Because sense- enjoyments please many, they seek for
them, but there may be others whom they do not please, who want higher
enjoyment. The dog's pleasure is only in eating and drinking. The dog cannot
understand the pleasure of the scientist who gives up everything, and, perhaps,
dwells on the top of a mountain to observe the position of certain stars. The
dogs may smile at him and think he is a madman. Perhaps this poor scientist
never had money enough to marry even, and lives very simply. May be, the dog
laughs at him. But the scientist says, 'My dear dog, your pleasure is only in
the senses which you enjoy, and you know nothing beyond; but for me this is the
most enjoyable life, and if you have the right to seek your pleasure in your own
way, so have I in mine.' The mistake is that we want to tie the whole world down
to our own plane of thought and to make our mind the measure of the whole
universe.
* This is the gist of all worship - to be pure and to do good to others. He who
sees Siva in the poor, in the weak, and in the diseased, really worships Siva,
and if he sees Siva only in the image, his worship is but preliminary. He who
has served and helped one poor man seeing Siva in him, without thinking of his
cast, creed, or race, or anything, with him Siva is more pleased than with the
man who sees Him only in temples.
* Arise! Awake! And stop not till the goal is reached!
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