Further fun with Blue Books


It seems in Sri Lanka a holy text was burnt… a ‘heretical’ text brought from Benares, but not burnt before it inspired the king (Kumaradasa) and some devoted souls…


From: https://atelim.com/input-by-the-sri-lanka-tripitaka-project-released-by-dhammavas.html?part=38

Dipavamso

Namo tassa Bhagavato Arahato Sammasambuddhassa.

circa 500 AD.

“In the days of Kumaradasa, King of Ceylon, there lived in the city of Southern Madura a
ruler Sri Harsha by name. At this time a clever but depraved monk visited the house of a
prostitute during the night, clad himself in a blue garb and returned to the Vihara after
day-break. His pupils observing this peculiar robe inquired of him whether his attire was
not improper. As numerous people had observed his extraordinary dress he stoutly
defended it and spoke highly in Its praise. His faithful subordinates who followed his
theory discarded the yellow robe and adopted the blue-coloured garb. This heretical leader
composed a philosopical work known as Nila-pata Darsaiia praising prostitutes, intoxicants
and the God of Love as the’ only three precious gems in the triple world while despising all
other “gems” as nothing but mere clay.”

“This great heresy began to spread with much rapidity and the new philosophical treatise
reached the bands of the King Sri Harsha who went through it critically. Pretending an
approbation of the new doctrine he assembled the followers of the novel philosophy
together with their whole literature into a special hall built for the purpose and set them all
on fire. The lingering vestiges of this false doctrine had a recrudescence in Ceylon during
the, reign of Sena II. In recent times, since the advent of the Portuguese, various kinds of
religious teachings began to appear in this land, At the present day the island of​ ​ceylon is
indelibly contaminated with the poisonous stains of those bygone times”

​I am now declared a devotee of the Blue Books of Sri Harsha, and as such I will reconstruct the text forensically from the ash and the blue smouldering smoke of imagination.​


​John, the bemused.

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