Part 1 | Compassion is common, when you have left community, ironically. He felt the oneness, the pain, of those writhing around him. His sense of calmness fast disappearing. Couldn't make up his mind, which way to go first. Some were counting, their very last breaths. Can he then, even help!
That's when he sensed, a movement behind. He turned around saw someone, and just then it happened. Again a blissful, lasting Samadhi. He had entered Nirvikalpa. Was it ages or a timeless moment, he couldn't tell. But when he woke up, he smelt blood.
His robes now blood red, and a shocking sight ahead. Two people bearing knives, their hearts torn out! | Part 3
That's when he sensed, a movement behind. He turned around saw someone, and just then it happened. Again a blissful, lasting Samadhi. He had entered Nirvikalpa. Was it ages or a timeless moment, he couldn't tell. But when he woke up, he smelt blood.
His robes now blood red, and a shocking sight ahead. Two people bearing knives, their hearts torn out! | Part 3
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