2014-24 Parables of Rama: Making a Heaven of Hell by Assiduous Work
Swami Rama Tirtha: In Woods of God Realization Vol1 pp. 245-249
HUXLEY IN HELL - MAKING A HEAVEN OF HELL
Vedanta says, the “only open
sesame,” the only way to really stamp out all misery from the world-the only
way to escape from all sins, is to realize the true Self. You will never be
able to withstand animal passions unless you do away with all this splendour
and glory that bewitches you, do away with all that attracts you. When you
realize that, you stand above all the passions, and at the same time be
perfectly free, be perfectly full of bliss, and that is Heaven.
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Swami Rama Tirtha: In Woods of God Realization Vol1 pp. 245-249
Making a Heaven of Hell - Assiduous Work |
Swami Rama Tirtha [1865-1903] |
HUXLEY IN HELL - MAKING A HEAVEN OF HELL
There is a story about a
Christian priest in England. He read about the deaths of some great men, Darwin
and Huxley. He began to think in his mind whether they had gone to hell or
heaven. He said to himself, "These people did not believe in the Bible,
they did not believe in Christ. They must have gone to hell." But he could
not make up his own mind to think that way. He thought: "They were good
men, they had done some good work in the world, they did not deserve hell.
Where did they go?"
He fell asleep and dreamt a most
wonderful dream. He saw that he himself had died and was taken to the highest
heaven. He found there all the people whom he had expected to find; he found
all his Christian brothers who used to come to his Church. He found them all
there. Then he asked about these scientists, Huxley and Darwin. The doorkeeper
of heaven told him that these people were in the lowest hell.
Now this priest asked if he could
be allowed to go to the lowest hell on a flying visit simply to see them and
preach to them the Holy Bible. The steward consented to get for him a ticket to
the lowest hell. The railway train went on and on. He stopped at the
intermediate stations and found that there was a change for the worse as he
went on. When he came to the lowest hell but one, he could not keep himself in
senses. Such a stench was coming out that he fell into a swoon.
In a few minutes the people on
the railway platform were crying, "The lowest hell, the lowest hell"
for the convenience of the passengers. But the priest was astonished. He asked
everybody. "This cannot be the lowest hell? It must be about the highest
heaven." The railway guard said, "Just get down, sir, this is your
destination." He got down—poor fellow, but was surprised. He expected the
lowest hell to be worse than the lowest hell but one. But this well-nigh
rivalled his highest heaven.
He got out of the railway station
and found there magnificent gardens, sweet-scented flowers, and fragrant breezes
blowing into his face. He met one tall gentleman. The man was walking before
him; and when the man stopped, the priest was delighted. They shook hands, and
the priest recognized him. Who was he? That was Huxley. "What is it, is it
the lowest hell?" asked the priest. Huxley said, "Yes, doubtless it
is." And he said, "I came to preach to you, but first of all, answer
how is it that I find such a strange phenomenon before me?"
Huxley said, "You were not
wrong in your expectations for the worst. Indeed, when we came here, it was the
worst possible hell in the universe. It was the most undesirable that could be
conceived." And here he pointed out certain places—"There were dirty
ditches." And he pointed out another spot "There was burning
iron." And he pointed out another spot—"There was hot sand and there
was steaming dung."
He said, "We were first of
all placed in the most dirty ditches, but while there, with our hands we were
throwing water to the adjoining hot burning iron. Then, with the aid of that iron
which had cooled down, and holding it before the fire, we succeeded in making
some instruments. After that we were to be taken to a place where there was the
dung. With the help of our iron spades, we began the digging work. After that
we were taken to the another kind of soil, and there we threw the dung as
manure. Thus we succeeded by and by in turning this hell into a veritable
heaven."
Now the thing is that in the lowest hell, there were present all the
materials which being simply placed in their right positions, might make the
highest heaven. So it is. Vedanta says, in you is present the divine God, and
in you is present the worthless body; but you have misplaced the things. And
that is how you make this world a hell for you. You have simply to rearrange.
This ambitious spirit of yours, or this selfishness of yours, which is just
like a hell you you can rearrange. No energy can be destroyed, but you can rearrange this hell and convert it
into the highest heaven.
MORAL:—Even
Hell can be turned into Heaven by
the right application of energy and proper arrangement
of materials.
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