Book Description
The propensity to seek defects in natural beauty is not proof of taste, but evidence of its absence. Who can possible know his Self, while living in the mephitic atmosphere of the material world? Sinnett weaves seamlessly lucid metaphysical insights in a prosaic story of everyday life. The real and the illusive aspects of our being are always next to each other, like twin parallel lines, but they never meet unless the animal tendencies created by selfishness are conquered, and the devil of the duad annihilated. Two spirits were finally united in the limited nirvanic state of devachan, from whence no traveller returns.