in my own Self.[527] O Desire, I know thy root.
Thou springest from Will.[528]—I shall,
therefore, avoid Will. Thou shalt then be destroyed
with thy roots. The desire for wealth can never
be fraught with happiness. If acquired, great
is the anxiety that the acquirer feels. If lost
after acquisition, that is felt as death. Lastly,
respecting acquisition itself, it is very uncertain.
Wealth cannot be got by even the surrender of one’s
person. What can be more painful than this?
When acquired, one is never gratified with its measure,
but one continues to seek it. Like the sweet water
of the Ganges, wealth only increases one’s hankering.
It is my destruction. I am now awakened.
Do thou, O Desire, leave me! Let that Desire which
has taken refuge in this my body,—this
compound of (five) elements,—go whithersoever
it chooses and live happily whithersoever it likes.[529]
Ye all that are not of the Soul, I have no joy in
you, for ye follow the lead of Msire and Cupidity!
Abandoning all of you I shall take refuge in the quality
of Goodness.[530] Beholding all creatures in my own
body and my own mind, and devoting my reason to Yoga,
my life to the instructions of the wise, and soul
to Brahma, I shall happily rove through the world,
without attachment and without calamities of any kinds,
so that thou mayst not be able to plunge me again
into such sorrows![531] If I continue to be agitated
by thee, O Desire, I shall necessarily be without
a path (by which to effect my deliverance). Thou,
O Desire, art always the progenitor of thirst, of
grief, and of fatigue and toil. I think the grief
that one feels at the loss of wealth is very keen and
far greater than what one feels under any other circumstances.
Kinsmen and friends disregard him that has lost his
wealth. With various kinds of humiliation that
number by thousands, there are many faults in property
that are more painful still. On the other hand,
the very small happiness that resides in wealth is
mingled with pain and sorrow.[532] Robbers slay, in
the sight of all, the person that is possessed of
wealth, or afflict him with various kinds of severity,
or always fill him with fear. At last, after a
long time, I have understood that the desire for wealth
is fraught with sorrow. Whatever the object,
O Desire, upon which thou settest thy heart, thou
forcest me to pursue it! Thou art without judgment.
Thou art a fool. Thou art difficult of being
contented. Thou canst not be gratified. Thou
burnest like fire. Thou dost not enquire (in pursuing
an object) whether it is easy or difficult of attainment.
Thou canst not be filled to the brim, like the nether
region. Thou wishest to plunge me into sorrow.
From this day, O Desire, I am incapable of living
with thee! I who had felt despair, at first,
at the loss of my property, have now attained to the
high state of perfect freedom from attachments.
At this moment I no longer think of thee and thy train.
I had, before this, felt great misery on thy account.