Йога Васиштха - 5.5. Сказка о Гадхе - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

5.5. Tale of Gadhe.

Vasishtha continued:

About the frame, this cycle of births and deaths is infinite, this deception is terminated only when you become the owner to your heart and mind, and no other way. To illustrate, I will tell you a legend.

In this world there is a place called Kosia. In it lived a scientist husband Gadhi. He was very scientists and the embodiment of virtue. From early childhood, he was performed by the spirit of non-removal and inconsistency. Once this scientist husband went far into the forest to practice alone. Wanting to see the Vishnu, he entered the river and began to sing different mantras, and it soon cleaned him completely.

After eight months, Vishnu appeared and asked, whatever desire he could do for a husband's scientist.

The scientist husband said: "About Vishnu, I want to see your personal power of illusion, Maya, who deceives all the creatures and keeps them in delusion."

Vishnu answered: "Look at my power, and then you will leave the illusory perception of objects."

After Vishnu disappeared, the hell had risen from the water. He was very pleased. Then a few days in a row, Gadhi performed rites, constantly immersed in the state of bliss after Visnu's visit.

Once he went to the river to swim, still meditating the words of Vishnu. Going into the water, he suddenly saw himself already dead and mourned. His body fell, and the face became pale and lifeless.

He saw him surrounded by sobbing relatives, immersed in the deepest grief. His wife lilate tears, as if the dam was broken, and held his feet. His mother, beside himself from grief, kept him for his head and lied bitter tears and rushed loudly. There were many sobbing relatives around.

He saw himself, quietly lying as if in a dream or in deep meditation, he, as it were, rested. He listened to all these complaints and sobs around and was surprised "What does all this mean?" He was curious to understand the nature of friendship and relationships.

Soon, relatives took the body to the place where cremation is performed. After performing the necessary ceremonies, they laid the body on the fire. The flame embraced the body, and soon the Body of the Gadhi was burned.

Vasishtha continued:

About the frame, then, the hell, who was still in the river, saw himself in the place of Butamandalam, in the form of a fetus in the womb of the dicarka. It was surrounded by dirt and flesh in the body of this woman. After a while he was born as her son. Baby he was lying in his own feces. His skin was dark, like parents. In the family they loved him.

Soon he grew up in a strong young man. He was a good hunter. He married the dicark. He rushed through the forest, sometimes slept under the tree, sometimes hid in the bushes, sometimes stopped in the cave. He became a father. His children were the same militant and spoiled, like the Father.

He had a big family. He had many friends and relatives. He aged. He did not die, but one of his friends and relatives died one after another. In disorder, he left his native land and wandered along a foreign land. He wandered aimlessly in different countries.

Once, thus wandering from place to place, he entered the rich and prosperous kingdom. He walked along the main street of the capital of this kingdom. He saw a huge royal elephant, decorated with jewels ahead.

The elephant was not just like that. The king, who ruled this kingdom, died on the eve, not leaving the heir. By tradition, the royal elephant should have found a decent successor. He was looking for a suitable person like a jeweler looking for a suitable jewel for decoration.

The hunter looked at an elephant with a mixture of surprise and curiosity for a while. The elephant raised him with his trunk and sat him on his back. At the same moment, drums and ratchets sounded. People everywhere exclaimed in great joy "Long live the king!" The elephant chose the king.

Soon the hunter surrounded the servant. Beautiful girls from the palace changed it into royal clothes and decorations. They knew him with beautiful spirits. The hunter became a magnificent king. It was put on a crown and put on the throne on the back of the elephant. So the savage and the hunter became king of Kirapura! Since then, he has enjoyed all the royal honors and privileges.
We gradually, his position itself taught him the art of the management of the kingdom, and he became a famous king named Havala.

Vasishtha continued:

Surrounded by the ministers and servants, King Havala completely forgot his modest origin. Eight years have passed his wise and fair reign.

Once he was alone in his palace, dressed in simple. He heard that outside the palace, a group of savages sings familiar songs. Unnoticed, he joined them and began to singing.

Old savage learned him and asked him "About Kathanya! Looks like the local king gives you good gifts, recognizing your musical talent? Oh, I'm glad to see you - and who will not be happy, seeing the old friend again? " Havala did not pay attention to it, but people from the royal environment who looked from the distance were shocked. The king quickly returned to his palace.

But the servants and the surroundings did not move away from the shock that their king was dirty vigor, to whom they would not have touched, they know about it. They started e? 6?