Bhagavad Gita 15.10

utkrāmantaṁ sthitaṁ vāpi bhuñjānaṁ vā guṇānvitam

vimūḍhā nānupaśyanti paśyanti jñāna-cakṣuṣaḥ

 

How the soul departs, resides, or enjoys the modes’ play,

Those deluded by desires can’t see in any way.

But those with eyes of wisdom can perceive,

The truths of life that most can’t even conceive.

 

My dear Lord, the world is increasingly with me and within me. My devices and my thoughts are being relentlessly assaulted by live feeds and breaking updates about what is happening where in the world.

Your word, O supreme enlightener, helps me see that whatever happens in the world is essentially nothing more than people deluded by the modes, doing things to themselves and to others on the vain hope of gaining pleasure or escaping trouble. When will I realize that there is nothing really new in the news? It’s just the same old things happening to new people in new places and maybe in some new ways.

Let me not ignore the world, but let me not ignore your word just to stay in touch with the world. Help me to be well-fed on your word—not just reading it regularly, but immersing my consciousness in it so that its worldview becomes my lens to view the world. Then, O supreme benefactor of the world, I will realize that the world is your world: you want the best for everyone; acting in a mood of service is the best way I can do any real good here; and helping the world turn to your word is the best way I can be a force multiplier in making life here better.

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15.10 The foolish cannot understand how a living entity can quit his body, nor can they understand what sort of body he enjoys under the spell of the modes of nature. But one whose eyes are trained in knowledge can see all this.

Let me not be overfed on the world and underfed on your word