Have you ever wondered what kind of perverse pleasure people find in denigrating Gods? The pleasure is, “If I am not high, why should I allow you to remain high? You must be pulled down because, as far as I am concerned, I refuse to rise up. I refuse to rise up, so I try to pull you down.”
There is no pleasure bigger than spitting at a clean place. The pleasure of spitting at a clean place is unequalled in its intensity. Figure this out.
This article has been created by volunteers of the PrashantAdvait Foundation from transcriptions of sessions by Acharya Prashant
