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Amazon.com   p. 12    High in the Himalayas Tilak found the
Flower of Hidden Delight. Lovingly he plucked the flowers and
wrapped them in the soft folds of a silken cloth. Many flowers
Tilak gathered.  Sitting in the Chamber of the Great Potential
Tilak pressed the Flower of Hidden Delight. Drop by drop a
delicate liquid fell into the expectant vial. The liquid was as
odorless as spring water. Only to heat would it deliver its
sacred fragrance.  Tilak knelt before an altar. Three drops of
the sacred essence fell upon a heated incense cone. The Chamber
became filled as with the fragrance of a thousand flowers.
Tilak knelt as a suppliant. As his eager nostrils inhaled the
delicate aroma his head seemed to expand until it became as a
planet in space. He heard strange and sweet sounds; the rustling
of silken leaves, the falling of silvern water, the songs of
birds unknown.  p. 13  [paragraph continues] Before his vision
burst a scene, a city. The su