To-day it hath become clear to mine understanding that Dharmraj will keep his eye on man.
There his very myrmidons will rub men between their hands, and none may withstand them.
If any one give me instruction, let it be this that God is contained in every place.[1]
God, saith Trilochan, Thou knowest everything.
Gujari
A Hermit, a Sanyasi, a Brahmin called Jai Chand, a Jogi, and a Kapria held a religious discussion in which each maintained the superiority of his own sect. They came in the heat of their arguments to Trilochan, and he, knowing that they were all hypocrites, addressed them each in turn as follows :—
To the Hermit.— Thou hast not cleansed thy heart from tilth, although thou wearest the dress of a hermit.
To the Sanyasi.— In the lotus of thy heart thou hast not recognized God ; why hast thou become a Sanyasi ?
To the Brahmin.— Thou hast gone astray in error, O Jai Chand,
And not recognized God the Primal Joy.
To the Jogi.— Eating in every house thou hast fattened thy body ; thou wearest a patched coat and beggar's ear-rings for gain.
Thou hast rubbed on thyself the ashes of the cremation-ground, but, being without a spiritual guide, thou hast not found the Real Thing.[2]
Why mutter spells ? Why practise austerities ? Why churn water ?
Remember God the Dweller at ease, who hath created the eighty-four lakhs of existences.
To the Kapria.— O Kapria, why earnest thou a water-pot ? Why wanderest thou to the sixty-eight places of pilgrimage ?
Saith Trilochan, hear, O mortal, having no corn why layest thou a threshing-floor ?
