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• There was a monarch in a flourishing and thriving kingdom of northern India. He was rich and powerful. His father had taught him to be magnanimous and generous, and before he died he had said to him: "Son, anyone can, by fate or by chance, have much, but the important thing is not to have it, but to know how to give and share. There is no worse quality than greed. Always be generous. You have a lot, so give a lot to the others. For some years, after the death of his father, the king was generous and splendid. But from one day, little by little, he became greedy and not only began to share nothing with others, but began to even deny himself basic needs. He really behaved like a beggar. His personal assistant, who had also been his father's, was so worried that he had a rishi who lived in a cave in the high Himalayan mountains called. "That's incredible," the attendant lamented to the rishi-. He is one of the richest kings and behaves like a beggar. We would all be grateful if you could discover the reason. The attendant asked the king to receive the rishi. The monarch agreed: "Okay, as long as you do not ask for anything, because I'm so poor!" The rishi and the monarch locked themselves in one of the chambers of the palace. The king was dressed in rags, dirty and smelly, in contrast to the splendid palace in which he lived.He was even barefoot and did not even wear any royal adornment. "I'm ruined," complained the king. "But, sir, you are rich and powerful," replied the rishi. "Do not beat me up," said the monarch. Nothing you can take me, Because I have nothing. Even when these rags are finished ruining, what will I cover my body with? And the king began to weep without being able to prevent it. Then the Rishi narrowed his eyes, concentrated his mind and, like a point of light, sneaked into the monarch's brain. There he saw the king's dream night after night: he dreamed that he was a beggar, the most miserable of beggars. And so, although he was a rich and powerful king, he behaved like a beggar. In successive days he succeeded in teaching the king to master his thoughts and change the attitude of his mind. The monarch returned to be generous, but it did not obtain that the rishi accepted no gift. * The Master says: Such is the power of thought. Just as you think, you are. Conquer the thought, and you have conquered yourself.

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• There was a monarch in a flourishing and thriving kingdom of northern India. He was rich and powerful. His father had taught him to be magnanimous and generous, and before he died he had said to him: "Son, anyone can, by fate or by chance, have much, but the important thing is not to have it, but to know how to give and share. There is no worse quality than greed. Always be generous. You have a lot, so give a lot to the others. For some years, after the death of his father, the king was generous and splendid. But from one day, little by little, he became greedy and not only began to share nothing with others, but began to even deny himself basic needs. He really behaved like a beggar. His personal assistant, who had also been his father's, was so worried that he had a rishi who lived in a cave in the high Himalayan mountains called. "That's incredible," the attendant lamented to the rishi-. He is one of the richest kings and behaves like a beggar. We would all be grateful if you could discover the reason. The attendant asked the king to receive the rishi. The monarch agreed: "Okay, as long as you do not ask for anything, because I'm so poor!" The rishi and the monarch locked themselves in one of the chambers of the palace. The king was dressed in rags, dirty and smelly, in contrast to the splendid palace in which he lived.He was even barefoot and did not even wear any royal adornment. "I'm ruined," complained the king. "But, sir, you are rich and powerful," replied the rishi. "Do not beat me up," said the monarch. Nothing you can take me, Because I have nothing. Even when these rags are finished ruining, what will I cover my body with? And the king began to weep without being able to prevent it. Then the Rishi narrowed his eyes, concentrated his mind and, like a point of light, sneaked into the monarch's brain. There he saw the king's dream night after night: he dreamed that he was a beggar, the most miserable of beggars. And so, although he was a rich and powerful king, he behaved like a beggar. In successive days he succeeded in teaching the king to master his thoughts and change the attitude of his mind. The monarch returned to s the power of thought. Just as you think, you are. Conquer the thought, and you have conquered yourself.be generous, but it did not obtain that the rishi accepted no gift. * The Master says: Such i