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“You will be pleased to know that I am also learning my lessons every day in patience and, above all, in sympathy… I think I am slowly approaching to that state when I ought to have the capacity to cherish the very “Fallen angel” himself if there were any.
At twenty years old, I was the most unsympathetic, solid fan; I would not stroll on the pathway on the auditorium side of the lanes in Calcutta. At thirty – three, I can live in a similar house with whores and never would consider saying an expression of rebuke to them. Is it degenerate? Or on the other hand, is it that I am widening out into the Universal Love which is simply the Lord? Again I have heard that if one does not see the evil around him he cannot do good work — he lapses into a sort of fatalism. I do not see that. On the other hand, my power of work is immensely increasing and becoming immensely efficient. Some days I get into a sort of ecstasy. I feel that I must bless everyone, everything, love and embrace everything, and I do see that evil is a delusion… I bless the day I was born. I have had such an extensive amount consideration and love here, and that Love Infinite that brought me into being has watched all of my activities, fortunate or unfortunate (don’t be frightened), for what am I, what was I ever, but a tool in His hands, for whose service I have given up everything, my beloved ones, my joys, my life? He is my lively sweetheart, I am His playfellow. There is no plausible explanation known to man! What reason binds Him? He the playful one is playing these tears and laughter over all parts of the play! Great fun, great fun, as Joe says.
It is a Facetious world, and the funniest chap you ever saw is He — the Beloved Infinite! Fun, is it not? Brotherhood or playmatehood — a school of romping children let out to play in this playground of the world! Isn’t it? which to praise, whom to blame, it is all His play. They want explanations, but how can you explain Him? He is brainless, nor has He any reason. He is fooling us with little brains and reason, but this time He won’t find me napping.
I have learned a thing or two: Beyond, beyond reason and learning and talking is the feeling, the “Love”, the “Beloved”. Ay, sake, fill up the cup and we will be berserk.
Yours ever in madness, Vivekananda
(page.366-7, Volume.6, Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda, Swamiji’s letter to Francis Leggett on 6thJuly 1896)