Shortly after this, the Devas appeared before Him and reminded Him of His promise to redeem them from their present slavery to the Asuras. In order to help them as desired, He assumed His original form with six faces. From each of these faces a Divine spark shot forth. The resplendence of these Divine sparks only tended to increase the sufferings and confusion of the Devas. But the Lord ordered Vayu (wind-god) and Agni (fire-god) to carry these six sparks and leave them in the sacred Ganga, who was to take them to a tank known by the name of Saravanappoihai. Vayu and Agni obeyed at once. By the grace of the Lord, the sparks were carried by holy Ganga to Saravanappoihai. On arriving at the tank, the sparks assumed the form of six children of unparalleled beauty. Each baby was lying on a lotus and was being lulled to sleep by the Devis of the Karttikai (the 3rd constellation of the 27 Stars). To witness this Avatara of the Saviour, all the Devas hastened to the tank along with Lord Siva and Parvati. Parvati, out of the extreme fondness of a mother, took up the babes together and called them Skanda. Instead of they remaining as six separate individual babes, there arose the form of one Deity with six faces and twelve hands. Hence he was known as Lord Shanmukha, the Lord with six faces. As he was nursed by the six Devis of the Karttikai Star, he was known also as Karttik Swami, or Karttikeyan. Thus, to the great joy of the persecuted Devas, the Lord Himself appeared in the form of Shanmukha to protect the good and to punish the wicked. As the form of Lord Shanmukha originated in a tank of shrubs, he was known as Saravanabhava. Along with Him there appeared nine other divine heroes, the eldest of them being Veerabahu by name. These nine brother heroes were to assist Lord Skanda in His war with the Asuras.
Years passed while this immense registration of human thought was still inprogress. The founders of the settlement grew feebler while the eldest of thenext generation were still adolescent. Of the two women, one had died and theother was almost a cripple, both martyrs to the task of motherhood. A youth, aninfant boy, and four girls of various ages--on these the future of man nowdepended. Unfortunately these precious beings had suffered from their verypreciousness. Their education had been bungled. They had been both pampered andoppressed. Nothing was thought too good for them, but they were overwhelmedwith cherishing and teaching. Thus they came to hold the elders at arm'slength, and to weary of the ideals imposed on them. Brought into a ruined worldwithout their own consent, they refused to accept the crushing obligationtoward an improbable future. Hunting, and the daily struggle of a pioneeringage, afforded their spirits full exercise in courage, mutual loyalty, andinterest in one another's personality. They would live for the present only,and for the tangible reality, not for a culture which they knew only byhearsay. In particular, they loathed the hardship of engraving endless verbiageupon granitic slabs.
Sacred Mother Tongue The Ruin Of Man Rar
But ever afterwards the Martians suffered from the psychological effects oftheir victory at the close of the epoch of racial wars. The extreme brutalitywith which the other races had been exterminated conflicted with the generousimpulses which civilization had begun to foster, and left a scar upon theconscience of the victors. In self-defence they persuaded themselves that sincethey were so much more admirable than the rest, the extermination was actuallya sacred duty. And their unique value, they said, consisted in their uniqueradiational development. Hence arose a gravely insincere tradition and culture,which finally ruined the species. They had long believed that the physicalbasis of consciousness must necessarily be a system of units directly sensitiveto ethereal vibrations, and that organisms dependent on the physical contact oftheir parts were too gross to have any experience whatever. After the age ofthe racial massacres they sought to persuade themselves that the excellence, orethical worth, of any organism depended upon the degree of complexity and unityof its radiation. Century by century they strengthened their faith in thisvulgar doctrine, and developed also a system of quite irrational delusions andobsessions based upon an obsessive and passionate lust in radiation.
THE CREATION OF THE WORLD.HE CAUSED THE PHENOMENAL UNIVERSE TO APPEAR.(This seems to the translator to read more like a work of UmApathi, than of our sage!)Lines 1-10 The Feet of CivanWhile the Four-faced and other heavenly dwellers rose,Adoring, sacred MAl, whose head with rays is crowned,With His two feet measured the threefold world,-While saints from the four quarters praised with all their sentient powers,Eager that day Thy foot and crown to know, (5)He then became a fierce strong boar, and rushing onDug down through sevenfold regions, wearied cried at last:Eternal Source of all, to Thee be triumphs manifold !'Yet though He worship paid, Thy pair of Feet-flowers saw he not;Yet Thou to me Thy worshipper art easy of access ! (10)Lines 11 - 35 Human embodimentOn earth girt by the watery seas, from elephant to ant,Through many matrices I passed,Obtained a human form within my mother's womb...Thus was I born into the sad sea of th' afflictive life. (25)Then during each year as it met meI gained and hoarded gains. How varied was my life!.Morning's routine, hunger in noontide hour, and nightFor sleep. In journeys oft I lived.Jet black locks, and crimson lips, and radiant smiles were hers; (30)Into love's sea I plunged... (31-35)In the wide marts where foolish worldlings toilI lived, still slave to fierce desires.I lived by sea of learning multiform;I lived in sorrow men call wealth;I lived 'mid ancient stings of poverty, (40)And thus in varied forms and fortunes spent my days.Lines 42-51 The idea of God comes into his lifeThen wondrous thought of the Divine, so-called, arose.Soon as I knew that BEING, free from hate, unique,Delusive powers in ever-changing millionsBegan beguiling varied play. (45)Relations, neighbours, came around,With fluent tongue they urged their 'atheism'Friends around (such herds of cattle old !)-Seiz'd me, call'd, hurried to and fro;The BrAhman said 'the way of penance is supreme'; (50)And others showed the law of trusting love !Sectarian disputants complacentlyDiscordant tenets shouted loud and fought.Then haughty VedAnt creed unreal came, Whirled, dashed, and roared like furious hurricane. (55)LOkAyathan a glistening mighty snakeBrought cruel poisoned heresies.Whilst these delusions, endless, girt me round,Lines 59 - 86 His conversionLest I should go astray, He laid His hand on me !As wax before the unwearied fire (60)With melting soul I worshipt, wept, and bent myself,Danced, cried aloud, and sang, and prayed.They say: 'The tooth of elephant and woman's grasp relax not,'So I with love, real, interrnitting never,Was pierced, as wedge driven into soft young tree. (65)All tears, I like the refluent sea was tossed;Soul was subdued, and body quivered with delight.While the world called me demon, mocking me,False shame I threw aside; the folk's abusive wordI took as ornament; nor did I swerve. (70)My mind was rapt;-a fool, but in my folly wise,-The goal I sought to reach infinity ! All wondering desire,As cow yearns for its calf, I moaning, hurried to and fro.Not ev'n in dreams thought I of other gods.The One most precious Infinite to earth came down; (75)Nor did I greatness of the Sage superne contemn,Who came in grace. Thus from the pair of sacred feetLike shadow from its substance parting not,Before, behind, at every point, to it I clung.My inmost self in strong desire dissolved, I yearned; (80)Love's river overflowed its banks;My senses all in Him were centredl; 'Lord !' I cried.With stammering speech, and quivering frameI clasped adoring hands; my heart expanding like a flower.Eyes gleamed with joy and tears distilled. (85)His love that fails not day by day still burgeons forth !To the end : PraisesLike mother, Thou hast brought me up, I praise !God, strong to cancel deeds of ours,Who didst become in truth a Sage, I praise !King of golden Madura ! (90)Guru Pearl, in KUdal shining bright !Dancing in southern Tillai's court,This day to me precious ambrosia Thou !Source of the fourfold mystic Scroll that ne'er grows old !Civan, whose conquering banner is the Bull ! (95)Thy varied form gleams as the lightning;-Thee I praise !In me the stony heart Thou softenest.Guard me, Thou guarded hill of gold !Ah, give Thy grace to me !Thou dost create, Thou tost preserve, Thou dost destroy ! (100)Father, who dost remove all griefs, I praise !Ruler, I praise ! My King, I praise !Mount of shining crystal,-praise !Monarch, to Thee be praise ! Ambrosia,-praise !Unfailing refuge are Thy fragrant-feet ! (105)Thee VEdic Sage, I praise ! Spotless One,- praise !Thee First, I praise ! Wisdom, I praise !Thou Goal I seek,praise ! Sweet fruition, Thee I praise !Our Lord, on Whose bright crest the river flows,Our Master, praise! Understanding,praise ! (110)Thou hast beheld the servitude of lowliest me,O Teacher,-praise ! Minute as atom,-praise !O Caivan, -praise ! Our Chief, I praise !Our Sign, I praise ! Virtue, I praise !ThouWay, I praise ! O Thought, I praise! (115)Balm, hardly by celestials gained, I praise !King, easy of access to others, praise !Monarch in grace, Who savest lest we sinkIn hell's hated one-and-twenty rounds, I praise !Companion,-praise ! My Helper,-praise! (120)O Bliss of life, I praise ! My Treasure,praisc !O free from bonds,praisc ! First One,praise !Father,praise ! Haran,praise !Thou One, transcending word and understanding,praise !Yield of the world girt by the extended sea, praise! (125)Beauty rare, yet easy of access, I praise !Eye like an azure cloud, I praise !Abiding Mount of sacred grace, I praise !Me, too, Thou mad'st a man,Thy twin feetThou placed'st on my head, O Warrior,praise ! (130)Thou dost wipe off all sorrow from adoring hand, praise !Sea of imperishable rapture, praise ,Thou dost transcend all forms that pass and come renewed, praise !First One surpassing all, praise !Bridegroom of Her with fawnlike eyes, praise ! (135)Mother of the Immortals in the heavenly land,praise!Fivefold Thou dost in earth extend,-praise !Fourfold Thou dost exist in the water,-praise !Threefold in fire Thou shinest,-praise !Twofold in the air Thou art all glorious, -praise ! (140)One in the ether Thou hast sprung forth,praise ! Ambrosia of the troubled mind,praise !Hard to be approached by gods e'en in a dream,praise !In waking hour to me a cur Thou gavest grace,praise !Father, Who dwell'st in Idai-maruthu,praise ! (145)Thou bearest Gangai on Thy crest, praise !King in ArUr abiding,praise !Lord of glorious Tiru-aiyAru,praise !Our Prince of AnnAmalai,praise !Sea of ambrosia, filling all the place,- praise ! (150)Our Father dwelling in Ekambam, praise !Thou Who in form art half a woman,-praise !Who dwell'st supreme in Perun-turrai,-praise!Civan Who dwell'st in Sira-palli,-praise !None other refuge here I know, -praise ! (155)Our Dancer in KutRAlam,-praise !Our King dwelling in GOkazi, praise !Our Father of IngOy's Mount, praise !Beauteous One of seemly Paranam, praise !Idangan Who dwell'st in KadambUr, praise ! (160)Father, gracious to those that come to Thee, praise !Beneath the Itti tree to six,King, Thou wert gracious, and to th' elephant,-praise !Civan, Lord of the southern land,praise !King of our country folk,-praise ! (165)Thou wert gracious to the litter of the boar,-praise !Lord of glorious Kailai's Mountpraise !Father, Who grants us grace,-praise !King, Who our darkness dissipates,-praise !I Thy slave languish all alone,-praise ! (170)In grace remove my guile,-praise !In grace say to me ' Fear not,-Ôpraise!Poison became ambrosis by Thy love,-praise !Father,-praise ! Guru,-praise !Eternal,-praise ! Pure One,-praise! (175)Brother,-praise ! Existent One,-praise!O Great One,-praise ! O Lord,-praise !O Rare One,-praise ! O Pure One,-praise !Glorious Path of Vedic sages,-praise !I make my plaint,nor can endure, O First One,-praise ! (180)Kinsman,-praise ! Life,-praise !Glory,-praise ! Bliss,-praise !O Cloud,-praise ! O Bridegroom, praise !Spouse of Her whose feet are soft,-praise !I, a cur, Thy slave am perplexed,-praise ! (185)Our Master Thou, all dazzling bright,-praise !Eye apprehending forms diverse,-praise !King, dwelling in the circling, sacred town, I praise !Lord of the mountain land,-praise ! Thou in Whose locks is the crescent moon,-praise ! (190)Blessed Lord of the sacred Eagle-mount,-praise !Aran of hilly PUvanam,-praise !Formless, in form revealed Thou art,-praise !Mountain of mercy ever nigh,-praise !Light transcending utmost bound,-praise ! (195)Clearness, hard to understand,-praise !Ray of the flawless Gem, praise !Loving to those Thou mak'et Thine own,-praise!Ambrosial grace that satiates not,-praise !Our Lord, the bearer of a thousand names,-praise ! (200)Thou Whose garland is the TAli-arrugu,-praise !Dancer in light expanding far,-praise !O Beauteous with the santhal wood perfume,-praise !Bliss, hard for thought to reach,-praise !On Mandira's mighty mount Thou dwell'st,-praise ! (205)Thou Who dost undertake to save us,-praise !Thou Who in grace didst give the tiger's dug to th' antelope,-praise !Thou Who didst walk upon the billowy sea,-praise!I hou didst give grace that day to the black bird,-praise !Thou didst appear by sense discerned,-praise ! (210)Fiery One on earth displayed,-praise !Thou art the First, the Midst, the Last,-praise !Hell, Paradise, or-pendant Earth not entering,The heavenly goal Thou gav'st unto the PAndiyan,-praise !Thou that fillest all, to Thee be praise ! (215)King of Civa-puram rich with clustering flowers, to Thee be praise !God, garlanded with purple lotus flower, to Thee be praise !Thou dost cut off bewilderment of those that worship Thee,-praise !Praise ! Take in grace this wreath of babbling wordsFrom me, mere cur, that know not to distinguish false from true ! (220)Ancient of days Burner of many towns,-praise !Infinite Lord of splendours infinite,-praise !Praise ! Praise ! Bhuyanga-PerumAn !Praise ! Praise ! Ancient-cause of all !Praise! Praise ! Triumphant praise ! (225) 2ff7e9595c