here goes the old saying that compares the self of man to the supreme seated in a chariot with body as chariot intellect as charioteer mind as reins senses as horses sense objects as the road the chariot is driven the unbridled horse can drive the chariot on a dangerous journey! which a discriminative intellect can stop purifying the consciousness the intellect that discriminates between real and unreal between good and pleasant between the eternal and the ephemeral why this conscience and wisdom be the monopoly of a very few! whatever be the milieu? for it removes the fog of ego nescience or repulsion leading to befriending one's true divine nature! where one can feel the infinite self in the individual self the infinite mind in the individual mind the infinite consciousness in the individual consciousness time to shed the finite individuality to be with the infinite being! for the corridors of love compassion for others the way to conscience to be wide opened! now is the time the multitude of parched hearts embraced the irrigation of love and conscience and the way to right karma hey We! why this intransigence! why not the hugs of conscience!