Readings in Sri Aurobindo's Savitri: a Legend and a Symbol, Book VI, Canto 2 The Book of Fate, The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain

0:01 Oh, mortal. Who complain assist of death and feet accused. None of the harms thyself Hast called this troubled World thou Hast chosen for thy home, Thou Art thyself, the author of thy pain once in the immortal boundlessness of self and a vast of Truth and Consciousness and light, the soul looked out from its Felicity It felt the spirit interminable Bliss. It new itself, deathless Timeless, spaceless one. It saw the Eternal lived in the infinite, then curious of a shadow thrown by truth.

0:49 It's train towards some other nice of self. It was drawn to an unknown face peering through night. It sensed a negative Infinity. Avoid supernal whose immense success, imitating. God, and everlasting time. Offered a ground for Nature's, adverse birth and matters. Rigid hard unconsciousness harboring, the Brilliance of a transient soul that lights up birth and death And ignorant life. a mind arose that stared at nothingness, till figures formed of what could never be it housed, the contrary of all that is a not appeared as being huge sealed cause it's dumb support in a blank infinite in who's a bism spirit must disappear, a darkened nature, lived and held the seed of spirit hidden and feigning not to B. Eternal Consciousness became a freak of an unsold Almighty in content and breathe, no.

2:05 More as Spirits native are Bliss, was an incident of a mortal, our a stranger in the in sentient universe as one drawn by the Grandeur of the Void, the soul attracted, lean to the abyss, it long for the adventure of ignorance. And the Marvel and surprise of the unknown. And the endless possibility that lurked in the womb of chaos and in nothing's Gulf where looked from the unfathomed eyes of chance, it tired of its unchanging happiness. It turned away from immortality, it was drawn to hazards, call and dangerous charm. It yearn to the pathos of grief.

2:56 The drama of pain perdition's Peril the Wounded, bear escaped, the music of Ruin, and its Glamour, and crash, the savour of pity, and the gamble of love and passion, and the ambiguous face of Fate, a world of hard Endeavour and difficult toil and battle on extinctions, perilous Verge a clash of forces vast in certitude. The joy of creation out of nothingness. Strange meetings on the roads of ignorance and the companionship of half-known souls or the solitary greatness and lonely force of a separate being, conquering its world called it from its to Safe.

3:49 Eternity. A huge descent began a giant Fall For What the spirit sees creates a truth. And what the soul imagined is. Made a world. of thought that leapt from the Timeless can become indicator of cosmic consequence and the itinerary of the Gods, a cyclic movement in Eternal time, Thus came born from a blind, tremendous choice. This great perplexed and discontented world. This haunt of ignorance, this home of pain.

4:34 There are pitched desires, tense, griefs headquarters, a vast disguise conceals the eternals Bliss.