Singular Devotion
The mundanity of so called devotees who have not yet grasped the bhaktivedanta purports and simply want to wallow in materially arisen conceptions of morality, empathy and ethics, is a bane on the society of actual vaisnavas.
The mundanity of so called devotees who have not yet grasped the bhaktivedanta purports and simply want to wallow in materially arisen conceptions of morality, empathy and ethics, is a bane on the society of actual vaisnavas.
Upon such experience, bliss, being inherent within the very core of the living entity, becomes manifest and drowns every sense in joy. Such bathing immediately manifests the kindness, compassion, and an unwillingness to disturb, for even a moment, the minds and hearts of anyone or anything.
Only with complete knowledge will nescience be forever subjugated. Such completeness is not in quantity, stacked like books in a library, but in substance; just like the taste of a drop of honey reveals the palate of the entire jar.
To overcome such madness, the inured materialist must bathe in transcendental sound vibrated from the mouths of the genuinely truthful, existentially freed from mundane affection. Such curing remedy, in time, becomes the life force nourishing the soul back to actuality, just as water can turn a desert into a green field.
At this point one, materially conditioned, may question how anti-matter communicates with the considerably inured on the misguided assumption, generated from fallible faculties, that anti-matter is unsubstantiated, bereft of personality and sensory form.
These glimpses of eternal life, Reposed in my heart so dear, Await the key of attention, To hear the holy names so clear.