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Synopsis: Sakar Murli January 13, 2015  

1.   God is called the Magician. God is also called the Merciful OneThe Merciful One is the One who liberates you from the merciless one. There is praise of Me as the Immortal Image, the One who does not take rebirth (Akaal Moort, Ajoni)Baba is the Ocean of Loveand so you children also have to become oceans of love like the Father.

2.   God speaks (Bhagvaanuvaach)God has explained that no human being can be called God. Even deities cannot be called God. God is incorporeal (niraakaar). He neither has a corporeal (saakaari) form nor a subtle (aakaari) form. No one else can understand Me as I am or in the form that I am. I have explained to you that I am just a point. I am the Remover of Sorrow and the Bestower of Happiness (Dukh harta sukh karta). People sing praise of God and say that He is the Ocean of Happiness, the Ocean of Purity.

3.   The Father says: This old world is now to be destroyed. Everyone will be destroyed in this Great War (Mahabharat). The words, “Those whose intellects have no love for God at the time of destruction” (vinaash kale vipreet buddhi), have been written. You are true Pandavas: you are spiritual guides: you show everyone the path to the land of liberation.

4.   It is said that when the Sun of Knowledge rises, the darkness of the path of devotion is dispelled. There is knowledge, devotion and disinterest. It is not said: Devotion, knowledge and then disinterest. You cannot say “Disinterest in knowledge”. You have to have disinterest in devotion. The Father enables you to have unlimited disinterest, that is, disinterest in the whole of the old world.

5.   Never use bitter words. If you cause sorrow for anyone, you will die in sorrow. You should now finish all of those habits. The dirtiest habit is to choke in the ocean of poison. The Father also says: Lust is your greatest enemy. It is not that those who do not indulge in vice are called viceless; their bodies have been created through vice. At this time, Maya has made an April Fool of everyone. The Father comes to make you beautiful.

Blessing: 

May you be a perfect yogi (sampoorn yogi) who experiences entertainment(manoranjan) even in calamities through your stage of a master creator.  

By your remaining stable in the stage of a master creator, even the greatest calamity will be experienced as a scene of entertainment. Just as you show the calamity of the great destruction to be a means of opening the gates of heaven, similarly, any small or big problem or calamity should be seen as a form of entertainment. So, instead of the sound of distress emerging, let words of wonder emerge and experience sorrow in the form of happiness. While having knowledge of happiness and sorrow, do not be influenced by it. Consider sorrow to be greatness for allowing the days of happiness to come and you will then be said to be a perfect yogi.  

Points to churn from the blessing:

We, the souls, practitioners of the bodiless stage, are beyond the attraction of the body, bodily relationships and connections, material things, comforts, and individuals...by flying on the powerful wings of zeal and enthusiasm we change storms to gifts, experience tests and problems to be games and forms of entertainment...we are karmayogis who perform actions in the flying stage with the sweetness of zeal and enthusiasm and constantly remain happy hearted...  

We have the fortune of happiness and the company of the Almighty Authority... we constantly swing in the swing of happiness, tighten the ropes of service and remembrance to make the swing stable, and experience bliss and entertainment in Brahmin life... by churning the ocean of knowledge, we experience a form of entertainment (ramnik)...we reform with the lessons taught by the Teacher with love...we make a promise never to leave the Father, attain scholarship and become ever-wealthy... we are the easy yogis who maintain a balance between the seriousness of deep yoga and the entertainment of churning the ocean of knowledge...