Slay the murderous demons, Or, aiming their arrows at you, they will surely shoot you dead. Take care, feed them on self-restraint and discrimination of the Self; Thus starved these demons will become powerless and weak. What profits them whatever they do? I am indifferent to praise and blame. If a true devotee of Siva I be, I shall not feel distressed nor hurt.
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Slay the murderous demons, Or, aiming their arrows at you, they will surely shoot you dead. Take care, feed them on self-restraint and discrimination of the Self; Thus starved these demons will become powerless and weak. What profits them whatever they do?
I am indifferent to praise and blame. If a true devotee of Siva I be, I shall not feel distressed nor hurt. This practice surely will lead you to the realisation of the Truth. When the fire breaks out, its flames of angry, abusive words, sear and scorch and burn. But if one ponders unruffled and calm, and weighs the words, though angry they be, They have no substance, no, nor weight.
Vadvaagni which, according to legend, would destroy the whole world if it were to burst forth from under the ocean. Ill or well, whatever befalls, let it come.
My ears will not hear, My eyes will not see. When the Voice calls from within the inmost mind, The lamp of faith burns steady and bright even in the wind.
When I am indifferent to jibes and jeers. When can I discard the robe of dignity? When desires cease to nag my mind.
I have worn thin my finger and thumb telling the rosary beads, But I have not been able to dispel duality from my mind. It is easy to read and to recite; It is hard to practice what one reads, And, reading seek out the Self within. I practiced what I read, And learnt what was not taught. From its jungle abode I brought the lion down as I a jackal would; From pleasures of the world I pulled my mind away.
I practiced what I preached, and scored the goal. You will not know peace of mind if you a kingdom gain, Nor will you gain content or rest if you give it away. Only the man, free from desire, will never die. Only he has true knowledge Who, though alive, is as one dead, dead to all desire. Ada yuuri gatsha ta tuury chum hyout. But if, with mind from attachment free, I dedicate all works to God, It will be well for me wherever I be, here and hereafter.
You need not search Him here and there. He who can direct his praana aright, is not troubled by hunger or thirst. The steed of mind speedeth over the sky, And, in the twinkling of the eye, A hundred thousand leagues traverseth he. Yet a man of discrimination can control the curvetting steed, And, on the wheels of praana and apraana, guide his chariot aright.
Keep your mind intent upon the path that leads to immortality. Should it stray from the path, it will fall into evil ways. Who is slain? He will not die, nor be slain. Mind is the pivot, it should know how best to turn the mill. And once it turns, it will grind fine, And grain will find its way to the mill.
If thou art wise, know thyself; That is true knowledge of the Lord. How could I then discriminate between man and man, And not accept the food offered to me by brother man? O fool, right action does not lie in providing for bodily comfort and ease.