It is not enough if you know the glory of the Divine Name; it would be like the knowledge of the vitamins that a tablet contains. That knowledge cannot cure you. Swallow it; let it be assimilated; then, the tablet will cure. Mere exercise for the tongue is no good; the Name must be saturated with feeling, and the brain must be reminding one of the meaning of the Name. Then the joy is complete. Everyone craves for shanti (peace), but performs acts that lead to the opposite end, ashanti. He desires peace and courts worry. He plants the cotton tree and looks forward to the mango fruit. One must know how to earn what one needs. I am amused when I see people behaving like this. He is like the bird that sees the lump of flesh and hops towards it, unaware of the net which is laid to trap it. Man is unaware of the trap, of his being bound. Through the contemplation of the Name of the Lord, he can escape from the net. But, for the Name to liberate him, his heart must be rendered pure. Otherwise, like the untinned copper vessel which turns food cooked in it into poisonous stuff, the vicious heart will turn all discipline into springs of dire pain.