"This is the only copy I know," the binder said. "It was dictated by a sage who never wrote anything down. He said, 'The paper burns, the hard drives corrupt, but the Gita is written in the nerve endings of the seeker.' "
"Ah," the binder whispered. "The Song of the Living Free. You are looking for the map to the territory you are already standing in." jivanmukta gita pdf