“It is broken, sir.” “What do you see there?” “Nothing at all.” The father said, “My son, that subtle essence which you do not perceive there—in that very essence stands the being of the huge nyagrodha tree. In that which is the subtle essence all that exists has its self. That is the True, that is the Self, and thou, Svetaketu, art That.” “Pray, sir,” said the son, “tell me more.” “Be it so, my child,” the father replied; and he said, “Place this salt in water, and come to me tomorrow morning.” The son did as he was told. Next morning the father said, “Bring me the salt which you put in the
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