We have five senses. They are always after the sense
objects.
The senses are like the unbridled horses; dangerous like the tiger and
mischievous like the monkey; uncontrollable like the horses, troublesome
like the mosquitoes.
Even the wise people, for want of enough alertness, fall a prey to the
senses and sense objects. They drag our minds into fires, floods, cyclones
and tempests. The five senses, when not under control, drag us to disaster
like a car without brakes.
The tiger endangers all and the brainless monkey plays with dangerous
objects. It brings evil to itself with its leg caught in the place of
a nail between the two branching sheets of wood.
With but one sense, the sense of sight, the moth is drawn towards fire
and the poor creature kills itself falling in the flames. Man with five
senses is ever to be alert to be safe.
Freedom to senses is our weakness and misery. Freedom from senses is
our strength and peace.
"Through
the discipline of constant practice one is able to give up attachement
to 'woman and gold'. That is what the Gita says. By practice one acquires
uncommon power of mind. Then one doesn 't find it difficult to subdue
the sense-organs and to bring anger, lust, and the like under control.
Such a man behaves like a tortoise, which, once it has tucked in its limbs,
never puts them out. You cannot make the tortoise put its limbs out again,
though you chop
it to pieces with an axe." --- Sri Ramakrishna
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