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Seven more days the king set him in another place, then he 

 lodged him in the beautiful inner chambers of gold wherein 

 the women dwell. Slender-waisted maidens served him with 

 dainty food and pleasures. He bore with them, being like 

 unto the cold full moon. Neither the pleasures provided by 

 the king nor his previous insult touched the mind of Sukar. 

 Can the gentle south wind shake Meru, greatest of mountains ? 

 Seeing his state, the king worshipped and praised him and 

 said : ' " O thou who art rid of the acts of the world and hast 

 obtained all that is to be obtained, seeking what hast thou 

 come hither ? " He replied " Whence sprang mdya ? How 

 grew it ? How will it cease ? Tell me truly." To the sage 

 thus seeking the truth, the king spake as his father had 

 spoken. The sage replied : " This have I already known by 

 my understanding. Thou hast spoken even as my father 

 spake. The perfect Scriptures all declare but one thing. If 

 the differentiation that springs within ceases, mdya ceases. 

 There is nothing in mdya. Such is its nature. Declare unto 

 me the One Reality, O king who curest the infatuation of all." 



The king made answer. " O sage, what thou hast thyself 

 ascertained, what thy father has declared to thee, again in 

 doubt thou askest. That alone is true. Here is infinite Spirit, 

 nothing else. That Spirit is fettered by thought, it is free 

 when rid of thought. 'Tis because thou knowest well that 

 Spirit, thou art rid of desire and of all visible things. 

 Thou hast attained all that is to be attained by a perfect mind. 

 Thou inseparably blendest with the One that is beyond sight. 

 Thou art free. Give up the doubt that troubleth thy mind." 



Thus when Janaka, king of kings, taught, the faultless 

 Sukar auenching his restlessness in the Supreme whose place is 

 Itself, freed from fear, from sorrow, from agitation, from act, 

 from doubt, went up on the golden mount Meru and, standing 

 in the calm of undifferentiating abstraction (samddhi) for 

 twice 500 years by the sun's count, like unto the light of a 

 lamp quenched with the burning out of oil and wick, became 

 blended with Spirit-space. Rid of the stain of thought and 

 become pure, the rising thought ceasing as water drops merge 

 and become one with the sea, he became one with the Absolute. 

 He was freed from delusion and desire and so from sorrow. 



