by purujit dasa
ARE YOU A COMBINATION OF STOOL, BLOOD, URINE, BONES, MUSCLES?
If you’re still doubtful about the existence of the soul, then just ask yourself: am I a bag of stool, bones, marrow, blood and similar obnoxious things? Because that’s what the body is under the surface. We might see a beautiful person walking down the street, but in reality it’s just urine, stool, muscles, bones, intestines very nicely packaged by what we call “skin”.
Yasyātma-buddhiḥ kuṇape tri-dhātuke. This bag of bones and flesh and blood and urine and stool... This is the bag. This is body. What is this body? You dissect this body. You will find these things. You will find blood, muscles, bones, urine, stool and so many other things. Does it mean that such a great intelligent man is combination of urine, stool, blood, bone? So why don't you create another intelligent man with these ingredients?
Bhagavad-gītā 13.3 -- Hyderabad, April 19, 1974
(to be continued...)