When the Truth is beyond words, name and form, surely all this prattling
can be of no use! And yet, it is the Power of that Truth in silence
that enables all this prattling, manifests as it, and is hidden in it.
As fire in wood. Or to remember the analogies from the BG: as fire is
enveloped by smoke, a foetus by the amniotic fluid, as a mirror by dirt,
so this Truth is enveloped by rajas.
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