Sit like this, close your eyes like that, walk in this fashion, apply the mark — the flow of instructions to the devotee is endless.
The devotee is constantly told, if you don’t follow “the” perfect way, then all is in vain.
And so there was the head priest of the temple, who knew the perfect ways, and the method of pronunciation of the hymn. One day, the head priest is walking near the river, when he hears the hymn being sung aloud, but the phonetics are all mixed. The sound is coming from an island in the centre of the flowing river.
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