'Amar Piyaalo' - Mooralala Marwad
my guru gave me the eternal drink
I wander in drunken ecstasy
Seek the timeless land, my friends
Quit your pride and idiocy!
Poet Ravidas tells us to take a sip of this wine—to actually taste what an eternal experience feels like—and once you do, everything starts to fall away. The ego, the intellectual posturing, the fake personas, and all those little self-delusions we lug around every day just start to peel off. There is this specific thing about the quality of Bhakti poets; they have this knack for mocking the sheer stupidity of our social rules at the exact same moment they're inviting you to touch the divine. In this recording, Mooralala’s incredible tambura paired with the 'mast' dholak of Parbat joga really captures that sense of spiritual intoxication.
Turn on the subtitles!
my guru gave me the eternal drink
I wander in drunken ecstasy
Seek the timeless land, my friends
Quit your pride and idiocy!
Poet Ravidas tells us to take a sip of this wine—to actually taste what an eternal experience feels like—and once you do, everything starts to fall away. The ego, the intellectual posturing, the fake personas, and all those little self-delusions we lug around every day just start to peel off. There is this specific thing about the quality of Bhakti poets; they have this knack for mocking the sheer stupidity of our social rules at the exact same moment they're inviting you to touch the divine. In this recording, Mooralala’s incredible tambura paired with the 'mast' dholak of Parbat joga really captures that sense of spiritual intoxication.
Turn on the subtitles!