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“I am quite satisfied with my work. I never planned anything. I have taken things as they came. Only one idea was burning in my brain to start the machine for elevating the Indian masses- and that I have succeeded in doing to a certain extent…He is with me, the Beloved, He was when I was in America, in England, when I was roaming about unknown from place to place in India…I feel my task is done — at most, three or four years more of life are left. I have lost all wish for my salvation. I never wanted earthly enjoyments. I must see my the machine in strong working order, and then knowing sure that I have put in a lever for the good of humanity, in India at least, which no power can drive back, I will rest, without minding what will be straightaway; and may I be conceived over and over, and endure a large number of torments so I may love the main God that exists, the main God I have faith in, the whole everything being equal – or more all, my God the insidious, my God the hopeless, my God the poor all things considered, all things considered, is the uncommon object of my love.
My time is short. I have got to unbreast whatever I have to say, without caring if it smarts some or irritates others. Therefore, my dear Mary, do not be frightened at whatever drops from my lips, for the power behind me is not Vivekananda but He the Lord, and He knows best. If I have to please the world, that will be injuring the world; the voice of the majority is wrong, seeing that they govern and make the sad state of the world. Every new thought must create opposition — in the civilized a polite sneer, in the vulgar savage howls and filthy scandals.
Indeed, even these worms must stand erect, even youngsters must see light. The Americans are drunk with new wine. A hundred floods of success have gone back and forth over my nation We have learned the lesson which no child can yet understand. It is vanity. This hideous world is Maya. Renounce and be happy. Give up the idea of sex and possessions. There is no other bond. Marriage and sex and cash are the main living fallen angels earthly love proceeds from the body. No sex, no assets; as these tumble off, the eyes open to otherworldly visionThe soul regains its own infinite power.
(page.135-8, Volume.5, Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda, Swamiji’s letter to Mary Hale date. 9th July 1897)
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