The secret of eternal youth or the philosopher’s stone as truth
If you are still with me dear reader, consider yourself one of the fortunate few. Who knows what may happen to the original texts of the histories regarding the once mighty kingdom of Bharat? Now that we are five thousand years into the iron age of Kali Yuga, truth, the last leg of civility, is also being cut down.
When lies are presented as truth, fake as real, harm as good, what hope is there for the remaining human population left here on this slowly decaying planet? Once a mighty empire existed which stretched across the entire globe, named Bharat. Yet even five thousand years ago, at the juncture of the great ages, it’s ruler, king Pariksit, was affected by the negative shift in cosmic influences and the tide began to turn.
At that time, as I have narrated up until now, the king, having been cursed to die, sat down on the bank of the mighty River Ganges to hear from the wisest sages, yogis and mystics about the goal of a person about to leave their body. When the greatest of sages, young Sukadeva took his seat at the speaker’s stage, the king bowed to him and silence ensued as all the other assembled sages also listened to what the young self-realized boy might say. Indeed such saintly souls are themselves like places of pilgrimage.
Any pious person, trained in culture and etiquette, will know the value of making a pilgrimage, even just once in a lifetime, to the sacred places that are available on the planet. There one can bathe in the revered rivers, see the holy mountains, become covered in the dust where god walked. By doing so anyone can become purified of the sins they have committed. Of course if they return to home to commit such sins again, their bathing is merely like that of an elephant, who submerges himself in a river, only to come out and then roll in the dust on its banks.
Nevertheless, still we try to attain the purified state. Some cannot make the pilgrimage to such sacred and empowered places. For them it is explained that certain advanced mystics and yogis are walking holy places. Such people are endowed with an aura of sanctity, they vibrate at such a high frequency that just entering their presence is fully purifying.
After all, are we not all merely electro-magnetic beings, some of whom have tapped in to a more powerful charge of current and now resonate at that heightened frequency? The young mystic Sukadeva was just such a soul. And age is not a prerequisite to enlightenment or heightened consciousness. I have heard from some Vedic sources that in ancient times yogis would retreat into a cave to meditate in darkness for years on end. And when they emerged, they appeared more youthful than when they entered.
How are we to comprehend such profoundly awe inspiring feats, which we may naively call miracles? Indeed modern science has made some explorations into the workings of the brain and its chemistry. They have concluded that in the darkness, with the correct application of meditation techniques, the pineal gland, the seat of the soul as Descartes called it hundreds of years ago in Europe, which is itself a type of eye and sensitive to light, can produce the hormones needed to actually not only stop ageing but also reverse it.
Perhaps this is the elixir of life, the tonic of the immortals, the philosopher’s stone. Such powers are available to any one of us – if we know the technique and have the ability to perform it. These and many other secrets were known to the yogis of ancient time. Today already much of this wisdom has been lost, either by the winds of time or by the deliberate hand of unscrupulous and greedy kings who wished to hide the truth of our inherent power and identity from us, so that we could be more easily controlled and enslaved.
Nevertheless, at the junction of the great ages, five thousand years ago, king Pariksit was able to meet just such enlightened souls, like young Sukadeva, and hear from them about the real goal of this valuable human form of life, beyond mere eating, sleeping, mating and defending, like a polished animal.
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