God explained the paradox thus:
Do you think it is the laying down and explaining certain best recipes of a religion that can make the world happy? No. Do you think it is the ceaseless effort of understanding of truths, that entitles men to be happy? No. Do you think the world is unhappy and miserable, without its own evils and sins? No.
All is delusion.
And yet, know this, the secret of secrets. Enjoyment and Happiness proceeds from Relinquishment, to the extent you throw away things of the world.
" Love alone is the Teacher of Relinquishment. Service concretises Love. They become happy who love and serve Me and whom I love. The claim to be happy finally rests on Love and Service to Me and Mine, with devotion and self-surrender. Neither people can change matters nor you. What is people's highest self-control before Nature's urge from within? And what can your highest effort do unless I move the keys of people's hearts? "
And yet the paradoxical position that you are weeping about saves the world and is the keynote of the secret working.
"It was true of everyone that was, is, and will be, dearest to Me. There is no human working that permanently helps. It is only My Will. The usefulness of all working of people, or God's dearest devotees proceeds from quite a distant irrelevant invisible thing."
To repeat, it is this: " Those who love and serve Me, My dearest and My children, will be saved". "World as a whole will be run on the basis of its collective merit, but individuals will be saved".
The rest is all Maya's befooling of mankind, through delusions of authorship, ownership, actorship, etc., and misunderstandings through networks of causes and effects, distinctions and differences, mine and thine, etc.
" Millions have preached religion. Where is happiness? Millions have mechanically obeyed Divine Laws laid down in scriptures. Where is happiness? The bestower of happiness is I myself. There is nothing like any person's claim thereto in virtue of any well-earned dues or any deservedness."
" The Lover, The Server, and The Surrenderer to Me or Mine alone wins the highest victory of happiness." The rest is only a temporary mirage-like satisfaction and a passing talk, a word-forth, a speedy revolving of the motor-wheel raised above ground; the meter would read miles but the motor stands where it has stood.
The Founder would with an electrification jump up from his seat of meditation and run to the Mother's pedestal and lift Her picture and holding Her over his head, would say in highest jubilance " Then, what else have I been doing and preaching? ?" His brains in full electric sparks would then cool down with an overpowering sleep.
He would again have the renewal of passion to continue Mother's work in spite of failures. He would be happy and with his decision, say to himself "Failures are no failures, except in worldly eyes. Every effort itself, by virtue of its being with the purpose of serving Mother and Mother's work, is a victory by itself and in itself."
His passion for Mother's work would again reach the climax. Something within him like a butterfly, although certain of its death, would again begin hovering round the lights of Mother and Mother's work. His intense and incessant passion for both, would with every laughter make him nullify his former words of tiredness, viz., "This is my last writing, speaking or exerting for Thy Religion". The drunkard says "This is my last drinking." The practical reality is, that under that pretext, every time he is drinking the utmost.
The Founder would say to Mother "Let me have the last pleasure of having my full unconstrained and unbridled say". " Let me unbreast myself, without caring what the world thinks of me". He would later improve and add " Unless Thou Thyself wishest me to continue serving Thee, Thy Religion and Thy Glory".
His hopes would again be young enough and, catching Mother in Her highest joyful mood, would gradually creep in with his prayer. " Let my desire of seeing Thy name and the specified name of " JAYA MAI " repeated by thousands, be fulfilled, for that alone can make the world happier".
He would not permit Mother to throw out his prayer on the ground of prayer's inefficiency or his own undeserved-ness or the pretext of insufficiency of time of the Founder's length of life. He would add "If not now, just before I return to Thee. If not then, when I am disembodied and am more able and free to do Thy work. If not then, even after several centuries, through Thy any new Selects like Blessed Mai Swarupa Shri Ramakrishna Paramahamsa or Shri Swami Vivekananda (through Thee, Thyself or Thy Lion, Lord Shiva Incarnate).
Extract from the Maiism book Edition 1952
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