Coil Posted March 13, 2019 #126 Share Posted March 13, 2019 (edited) 1 hour ago, Aquila King said: That's a nonsense sentence. That means literally nothing. You're just spouting fanciful bulls**t and thinking it's deep because it makes no sense. According to Hinduism, the life of the universe and the god Brahma lasts for 311,040,000,000 earth years, and after the expiration of the life of Brahma, the universe ceases to exist. According to the text of the Bhagavata Purana, the Universe enters Vishnu’s body and remains there until the beginning of the rebirth and the onset of the next cycle of kalp. Edited March 13, 2019 by Coil Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aquila King Posted March 14, 2019 #127 Share Posted March 14, 2019 4 hours ago, Coil said: According to Hinduism, the life of the universe and the god Brahma lasts for 311,040,000,000 earth years, and after the expiration of the life of Brahma, the universe ceases to exist. According to the text of the Bhagavata Purana, the Universe enters Vishnu’s body and remains there until the beginning of the rebirth and the onset of the next cycle of kalp. Oh, so that's what he was on about? Well thanks for the info I guess. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coil Posted March 14, 2019 #128 Share Posted March 14, 2019 7 hours ago, Aquila King said: Oh, so that's what he was on about? Well thanks for the info I guess. Here is the potential being from which the universe came out, the voice of darkness and how it thinks limitedly: Spoiler "This is my silent dark immensity, This is the home of everlasting Night, This is the secrecy of Nothingness Entombing the vanity of life's desires. Hast thou beheld thy source, O transient heart, And known from what the dream thou art was made? I only am eternal and endure. I am the shapeless formidable Vast, I am the emptiness that men call Space, I am a timeless Nothingness carrying all, I am the Illimitable, the mute Alone. I, Death, am He; there is no other God. All from my depths are born, they live by death; All to my depths return and are no more. I have made a world by my inconscient Force. My Force is Nature that creates and slays The hearts that hope, the limbs that long to live. I have made man her instrument and slave, His body I made my banquet, his life my food. Man has no other help but only Death; He comes to me at his end for rest and peace. I, Death, am the one refuge of thy soul. The Gods to whom man prays can help not man; They are my imaginations and my moods Reflected in him by illusion's power. That which thou seest as thy immortal self Is a shadowy icon of my infinite, Is Death in thee dreaming of eternity. I am the Immobile in which all things move, I am the nude Inane in which they cease: I have no body and no tongue to speak, I commune not with human eye and ear; Only thy thought gave a figure to my void. Because, O aspirant to divinity, Thou calledst me to wrestle with thy soul, I have assumed a face, a form, a voice. In the smothering stress of this stupendous Nought Mind could not think, breath could not breathe, the soul Could not remember or feel itself; it seemed A hollow gulf of sterile emptiness, A zero oblivious of the sum it closed, An abnegation of the Maker's joy Saved by no wide repose, no depth of peace. On all that claims here to be Truth and God And conscious self and the revealing Word And the creative rapture of the Mind And Love and Knowledge and heart's delight, there fell The immense refusal of the eternal No. http://savitrithepoem.com/b9c2.html Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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