Philosophy and Religion / Yoga Vāsistha / Yoga-Vāsistha (2): Mumuksu-Vyavahāra-Prakarana

    Válmiki

    Yoga-Vāsistha, Book 2: Mumuksu-Vyavahāra-Prakarana (The Means of Final Liberation). Chapter 3 - On the Repeated Creations of the World

    Vasistha said- "I will now expound to you Rāma! the knowledge that was imparted of old by our lord the lotus-born (Brahmā), after creation of the world, for the peace of mankind."

    Rāma said- I know sir, you will expound to me the subject of liberation in full length; but remove first my fallacy about the frailty of this world.

    And how it was that, the great sage Vyāsa--the father and guide of Śuka, did not attain to disembodied emancipation (after his death) with all his omniscience, while his son did so.

    Vasistha said- (Hear me Rāma), there is no counting of the atoms proceeding from the spirit and forming the three worlds both before and after the birth of the glorious sun.

    There is no body even who can count the millions of orbs which at present form the three worlds.

    Nor can any one say by calculation, what numbers of creation, will rise from the (unlimited), ocean of divine existence, like its interminable waves (for ever).

    Rāma said- It is needless to talk of worlds gone by or yet to come; say what you will of the present (state of existence).

    Vasistha said- This world consists of brute, human and heavenly beings, whose lives when they are said to perish in any part of it are really existent in the same part.

    The mind is called to be ever-fluctuating, and gives rise to (all things in) the three worlds in itself. It resides in vacuity in the form of the heart, and the increate (God) also residing in the vacuous soul (gives the mind the power to realize the latent ideas of the soul).

    The millions of beings that are dead, those that are dying and will die hereafter, are all to be reborn here according to the different desires in their minds.

    The external world appearing as a reality, is in truth but a creation of our desires; it is an ideal castle in the air, and a magic view spread before us.

    It is as false as an earthquake in a fit of delirium, as a hobgoblin that is shown to terrify children, as a string of pearls in the clear firmament, and as the moving trees on the bank to a passenger in the boat.

    It is an illusion as the phantom of a city in a dream, and as untrue as the imagination of a flower growing in the air. The unreality of the world best appears to one at the point of and after his death.

    But this knowledge of (the unreality of the world) becomes darkened upon one's being reborn on earth, when the shadow of this world falls again on the mirror of his sentient soul.

    Thus there is a struggle for repeated births and deaths here, and a fancy for the next world after one's death.

    After one's shuffling off his body, he assumes another and then another form, and thus the world is as unstable as a stool made of plantain leaves and its coatings.

    The dead have no sensation of the earth and other elementary bodies, nor of the course of the world; but they fall again to these errors upon their being reborn here.

    There is an interminable ignorance resembling an immense river enveloping the face of creation, and breaking into stream-lets of unfordable ignorance.

    The Divinity like a sea shootsforth in the various waves of creation, which rise incessantly and plentifully one after the other.

    All beings here are but the wavesoof this sea, of which some are alike to one another in their minds and natures, while others are half alike, and some quite different from the rest.

    I reckon yonder sagely Vyāsa as one of the thirty two of these waves, on account of his vast knowledge, and good looking appearance.

    There were twelve of them possessed of a lesser understanding, they were the patriarchs of men, and endued with equal energy. Ten of them were men of subdued spirits, and the rest were adopts in their family duties.

    There will be born again other Vyāsas and Vālmīkis, and likewise some other Bhrgus and Angiras, as well as other Pulastyas and others in different forms.

    All other men, Asuras and gods with all their hosts are repeatedly born and destroyed either in their former or different shapes.

    Like this there are seventy two Tretā cycles in a Kalpa age of Brahmā, some of which have passed by and others to follow. Thus will there be other people like those that have gone by, and as I understand, another Rāma and Vasistha like ourselves (by the eternal rotation of ideas in the Divine mind).

    There have been ten successive incarnations of this Vyāsa, who has done such wondrous acts, and is famed for his vast knowledge.

    Myself and Vālmīki have been contemporaries many a time, as also born in different ages and very many times.

    We have been many times, and there were others also like myself, and so was I born also in many forms (in many ages).

    This Vyāsa will again be born eight times hereafter, and again will he write his Mahābhārata and the Purāna histories.

    He having divided the Vedas and described the acts of Bhārata's race (in the Mahābhārata), and established the knowledge of Brahmā (in the Vedānta), is to attain to his disembodied liberation (after his final termination).

    This Vyāsa who is devoid of fear and sorrow, and has become tranquil and emancipate in himself after subduing his mind and discarding the worldly desires is said to be liberated even in his present life time.

    The living emancipate may sometimes be associated by his relatives and estates, his acts and duties, his knowledge and wisdom, and all his exertions like other men's or he may forsake them all at once.

    These beings are either reborn a hundred times in some age or never at all; (as in the case of divine incarnations), and depending on the inscrutable will (Māyā) of God.

    There souls undergo the like changes by repetition, as a bushel of grain, which is collected to be sown repeatedly, and to be reaped again and again (in the same or some other field).

    As the sea heaves its incessant surges of different shapes, so are all beings born incessantly in various forms in the vast ocean of time.

    The wise man who is liberated in his life time, lives with his internal belief (of God) in a state of tranquility, without any doubt in his mind, and quite content with the ambrosia of equanimity.




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