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Descendants of Rakshasa

First of all, who is a rakshasa? I must say right away that this person is not very likeable. Aryans met the rakshasas in the jungles of India and called them demons, evil spirits, creatures of darkness. The famous Indian epic “Mahabharata” speaks very disapprovingly of the rakshasas and even attributes cannibalism to them. As for another epic, the Ramayana, its best parts are dedicated to the war of the demigod Rama with the rakshasa Ravan, who kidnapped Rama’s wife Sita and took her to distant Lanka.

According to these works, the rakshasas were black, the hair stood on end on their heads, and fangs protruded instead of teeth. That's what they were. And therefore it is difficult to explain why the fair-skinned ruler of Vainad married a rakshasa woman.

From this fair-skinned ruler and a rakshasa woman came a whole tribe. And it is called kutta-naiken. I learned about all this even before I met the first kutta-naiken. This meeting alarmed me to some extent. Whatever you say, there is such a relationship. Neither less nor more - descendants of rakshasas. Demon and cannibal. And the most important thing is that the Kutta-Naikens themselves, as I managed to find out, do not deny this kinship, but, on the contrary, insist on it in every possible way. And I got ready...

There was a village on the slope below. Several bamboo houses coated with clay were scattered on a small area cut into the slope. I was told that this is the village of Kutta-Naikens. “Rakshasas are rakshasas,” I thought. “We still have to see.”

Suddenly, a melodic sound came from below. It was subtle and clean. Someone was playing the flute. The melody floated over the wooded slope, rising up there, towards the blue cloudless sky. In it one could hear the murmur of a stream, the singing of birds and ordinary human sadness. I began to quietly go down the path. The melody sounded louder and louder. And finally I saw the one who was playing. An old man in a red T-shirt was sitting on a hill in front of the village. Beter slightly moved his gray curls. It was difficult to imagine a more peaceful picture.

Hey! - I called quietly.

The old man finished playing, but did not turn around. He slowly stood up, straightened his T-shirt on his tall, thin figure, and only then looked in my direction.

“Hello,” I said, “are you a descendant of a rakshasa?”

The old man smiled shyly and nodded his head affirmatively. Then he thought and answered:

Of course, a rakshasa, otherwise who else? The rakshasa woman was our ancestor. We are as dark as she is.

Who are you so tall? - I asked.

“That fair-skinned ruler,” the old man smiled. - But not all of us are tall, there are also small ones, like Panya or Ural-Kurumba. “And my name is Kunzhen-naiken,” the old man unexpectedly finished.

So tactfully he let me know that I had violated etiquette. She didn’t introduce herself or ask what his name was. I really liked Kunjen's shy smile. I was firmly convinced that it was awarded to him by his Rakshasa ancestor. For who are the rakshasas if not the small forest Australoids who defended their independence with bows and spears, for which the light-skinned aliens spread dubious rumors about them, accusing them of cannibalism and other evil qualities.

Why are we sitting here? - Kunzhen caught himself. - Let's go visit me.

Kunzhen turned out to be a leader and prophet in his village. Kunzhen's house stood on a clay platform. On the veranda of the house there was a fireplace, hollowed out in the clay base of the floor. Kunjen made an inviting gesture and we went into the house. There was a single room there, no more than six square meters. The bamboo slats of the walls were carefully fitted to each other. On one of the walls hung two drums, a bow, and arrows were tucked under the bamboo eaves of the roof. Next to the dry gourd, which replaced the water vessel, lay a sword. All the belongings of the inhabitants of the house were placed in two canvas bags suspended from the roof beam. It was dark in the hut, the only light coming in was through the doorway.

Where did you get the sword? - I asked Kunzhen.

The sword came to me from my ancestors. He is probably many, many years old. I remember it belonged to my grandfather. - And he lovingly touched the iron blade of the sword. - When I dance and God moves into me, I cut with this sword.

Everyone? - I asked, growing cold.

No,” the prophet smiled shyly, “only evil spirits.”

Here's the mani. - Kunzhen handed me a copper bell. - I ring it when I prophesy.

I looked at the bell and thought that there were too many prophets in Waynad. Every third person you meet is a prophet. Truly a land of wonders.

Do you want to see our gods? - Kunzhen touched my hand.

We approached the edge of the site, and here I saw four sacred trees, four platforms and four god stones on these platforms. On the first of them was Gomateswaran from Mysore, then Bomen, in the center was Mariamma, already familiar to me, and next to her was Kuligen. I remembered what the Indian ethnographer Louise wrote about the Kattu-Naikens: “They worship trees, rocks, mountains, snakes and animals and even claim to have descended from them. They strongly believe in charm, witchcraft, black magic and spells. They worship the sun, moon and Shiva under the name Bairava."

Goddess Mariamma's platform was the most beautiful and thus attracted my attention. I decided to take a photo of her. I had already pointed the camera lens at the sacred tree when Kunzhen asked me a strange question:

How's Mariamma doing?

“How do I know,” I answered, confused.

How from? - Kunzhen was surprised. - You have this thing with a big eye, you should see Mariamma through it.

I didn’t want to discredit the “thing” and answered diplomatically:

Mariamma...nothing.

Like nothing? - Kunzhen was indignant. - Tell me what she looks like.

“Cute,” I said briefly.

“I myself know that she is pretty,” Kunzhen got excited. - Describe it to me.

“Lord,” I thought, “what is this?”

Mariamma... - I started.

“I myself know that Mariamma,” Kunzhen snapped.

The situation was becoming conflicting. And the conflict with Kunzhen was not part of my plans.

Okay,” I said, looking at the camera. ? Listen. Mariamma is very beautiful. Black hair, black eyebrows, black eyes.

“Yes, yes,” the calmed Kunzhen nodded his head.

“Everything is correct,” Kunzhen nodded approvingly. - Your thing says everything correctly. What's in her hand? - Kunzhen suddenly asked suspiciously.

“What could she have in her hand?” - I thought feverishly, realizing that now I couldn’t get away with general phrases. This requires precise knowledge. And if I lie, Kunjen will not talk to me anymore. Moreover, he will denounce me as a liar. And it was necessary to get involved in this.

In hand? ? I repeated again, stalling for time.

And suddenly a picture appeared in my memory: the night temple in Kalpetta, Mariamma behind the bars of the altar and the sword lying at her feet.

Sword! - I blurted out, as if throwing myself into cold water. - A sword, just like yours. - And lowered the camera.

Wow! - said Kunzhen and carefully touched the camera. - Everything is exactly right. So, Mariamma appeared to you. This is very good. I can take you to our reserved temple in the forest. We don't let anyone in there. But Mariamma favors you.

I did not expect such a reward for all my moral torment. “Oh yes Mariamma! - I thought, walking behind Kunzhen. - Well done!

We came to a grove at the top of the mountain. There was amazing silence here, and you could only hear birds singing somewhere below. A fresh wind rustled through the leaves of the trees and carried from somewhere the aromas of unprecedented fairy-tale flowers. And although the trees made it difficult to see the surroundings, there was a feeling that the grove was elevated above the valley, and perhaps above the whole world. A neat area had been cleared in the middle of the grove, and on it, under the sacred trees, stood three platforms with stone gods.

The Kattu-naikens managed to choose a magnificent place for their gods - Mariamma, Tamburatti and Kuligen. There were reflections of the sun on the sacred stones, and it seemed to me that the stones were alive and moving. They move silently, swaying, laughing in the glare of the sun. A reserved temple, a reserved place... Here, on moonlit nights, the Kutta-Naikens organize dances in honor of their gods. Here they make sacrifices to them. And although the Kutta-naikens are descendants of rakshasas, human blood has never desecrated this sacred place. Here the gods gather for their secret councils. And the mountain god Maladeva is always present at these gatherings. This God is great and powerful. But even more powerful are the goddesses Tamburatti, Mariamma and Masti.

Kunjen, a prophet and subtle musician with the shy smile of a rakshasa ancestor, told me about all this.

Katu-naikens? small tribe. Now there are no more than four thousand people. Their villages are scattered on forest and mountain tracts from Calicat district to Cannanore district. The Kattu-Naikens are also called Jen-Kurumba, for they belong to the glorious and large group of Kurumba tribes. Those Kurumba, who many centuries ago courageously fought with the powerful Chola kings who ruled in South India and, defeated, again went into the jungle.

Like the Mullu-Kurumba, the Kattu-Naiken did not escape contact with light-skinned conquerors and therefore lost some of their Australoid original features. But the spirits of the ancestors treated this loss leniently. The ancestral spirits are only concerned about violating the ancient laws of the tribe. But the Kattu-Naikens try to observe these laws. They regularly make sacrifices to the gods and spirits of their ancestors, greet the sun every day, do not marry within the clan, and carefully perform the funeral ritual. Some of them have preserved even the most ancient funeral custom. They do not put the deceased in the grave, but leave him to be devoured by animals and birds. The words “kattu-naiken” are translated as “master of the forest.” And this is true. Until now, kattu-naiken goes into the jungle every day to find edible roots, medicinal herbs, and honey. There are many skilled hunters among them. Therefore, game is an essential addition to the meager daily diet of the Kattu-Naiken.

Hunters and gatherers in the past, they are now gradually turning into plantation coolies. For plantations are increasingly replacing the jungle. And the descendants of forest rakshasas have no choice but to get their piece of bread on these plantations.

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The next day the washerman came to borrow the buffalo, but the Brahmin told him, “Now she gives two jugs of milk at a time, so I don’t want to borrow her.” People were surprised to hear this. The news spread throughout the city. The ruler also found out about this.

He personally went to the Brahmin's house and saw a buffalo giving two jugs of milk. People talked about the greatness of the Guru. Then the king himself came to the sangam with his family to bring Sri Guru to the city. He bowed to Sri Guru and said, “Your fame is unlimited. I beg you to set me free."

Shri Guru said, “We are hermits living in the forest and performing penance. Why did you come here with your family? At these words, the ruler prayed with folded hands: “Swami, You are the savior of the devotees. You satisfy all their desires. Please come to Ganagapur and sanctify it with the ashes of your feet. I will build a monastery for You where you can stay, meditate and perform your penance.”

Shri Guru thought, “The time has come to reveal my incarnation and save my devotees from misfortune. This is a good opportunity for me." And he agreed with the king's proposal. The king then seated him on a palanquin and escorted him to Ganagapur to the accompaniment of music. All the inhabitants of the city came for darshan of the Guru and worshiped him. They praised him with the words: “Long live the Lord, victory to you.”

Swami reached the southern gate of the city. There grew a peepal tree, in which a fierce demon lived for a long time. He was very evil in his previous life. All the houses around the tree were destroyed. But when the demon saw Sri Guru approaching in procession, he ran towards him, bowed to his lotus feet and said, “Oh Guru, save me. Your darshan destroyed all my bad qualities.” The Guru said, “Go immediately to the sangam, take a bath, then your sins will be washed away and you will be liberated.”

The demon took a bath in the sangam, returned and bowed to the feet of the Guru. Shri Guru placed his hand on the demon's head and blessed him. And then the demon turned into a human being and was freed from his curse. After performing Smaran for Sri Guru, he left this place. Everyone who saw this incident said, “Oh Guru, You are not a mortal being. You are the embodiment of Dattatreya Himself. Victory to you. O Sri Guru Dev Datta!

As promised, the king built a monastery for Sri Guru and worshiped him with devotion. Shri Guru used to go to the sangam every day to perform religious rituals. The king seated him in a palanquin and accompanied him. Thus the Guru's fame spread everywhere, and due to the touch of his lotus feet, Ganagapur became Punya Kshetra, a holy place of pilgrimage.

In different legends, the appearance of rakshasas is presented differently. In the "Rig Veda, they are depicted as werewolves, leading a predominantly nocturnal lifestyle, and turning into sinister animals and birds. In the Atharva Veda, rakshasas take on the monstrous appearance of humanoid creatures with one or more eyes, several heads and horns on the head and arms. In " Mahabharata", "Ramayana" and Puranas they become long-armed, multi-armed and multi-headed cannibal giants with fiery eyes.



Rakshasas are demons who changed shape and acquired any image.
Evil demons of Indian mythology, cannibal giants, night monsters and werewolves, inhabitants of cemeteries, corpse eaters and sources of disease, an eternal obstacle during sacrifices - these are all rakshasas, enemies of gods and people (though rather people).
Rakshasa time is night (or evening, the main thing is without the sun). It is in the evening that rakshasas scare people, and they dance around their homes, screaming like monkeys, making noise and laughing loudly, and at night they fly, taking the form of birds.

Rakshasas have enormous power and can take on any form: animal, bird or human (or even in the form of a shapeless moving mass of intestines, bones, tentacles...). They can also appear before a person in the form of his wife/husband, brother, acquaintance, etc. All this is done in order to deceive a person and cause him some harm. Women should especially beware of them during pregnancy and childbirth, so that they do not take possession of the child. You especially need to beware of them during meals, since rakshasas try to get inside a person when he eats or drinks. Once inside, they begin to torment his insides and cause illness. They are the cause of madness.

In humanoid form, they have enormous sizes, long arms, fiery eyes, huge bellies, sunken mouths, bloody fangs and other terrifying attributes: horns on the head or arms, only one eye or four on one head, or even several heads. Their skin is black, sometimes blue, yellow or green.
In general, the Hindus themselves do not know where the rakshasas came from on their lands. Some say that the Rakshasas are the descendants of Pulastya (see Mahabharata); others - that they were created by their feet of Brahma to “guard” (hence their name raksh = protect, guard) the primordial waters (see Ramayana); still others claim that the parents of the rakshasas are the sage Kashyapa and his wife Khasa, daughter of Daksha (Vishnu Purana). At the same time, Hindus also tell many stories about how mortal people and demigods (Gandharvas, for example) become rakshasas as a result of bad deeds or a curse.
Rakshasas are very cruel creatures who despise people and are not averse to feasting on their flesh. They are great masters of illusion and use this skill to gain the trust of the victim, and then attack on the sly. However, rakshasas have a certain code of honor and are not averse to fighting in a “fair fight” (if they do not doubt their triumph). War is their favorite pastime(Which country immediately comes to mind?).

To quote the Ramayana:
"Rama was peering intently into the grass... when a roaring giant [Demon Viradha, son of Java and Shatarkhada], huge as a mountain, appeared before him. Huge, disgusting, with deep-set eyes, a huge mouth and a protruding belly, dressed in tiger skin, covered in blood , he struck terror into the hearts of all the inhabitants of the forest;. “She [Shurpanakhi] was disgusting, fat, heavy, with slitted eyes [cross-eyed], red hair, repulsive in appearance, with a squeaky voice... with a hanging belly".
Rakshasas were green, yellow or blue in color, had vertical pupils and long poisonous claws, “giving their legs a resemblance to a winnowing fan.” On their heads were tufts of reddish-red hair. They wore clothes made of colored fabrics and various decorations, and the warriors were dressed in armor or chain mail. Lord of the Rakshasas Ravana
The hero of the Ramayana Ravana (Roaring, Howling, Viy), the ten-headed king of the cannibal demons Rakshasas, is mentioned in many Indian legends, which say that long before the birth of Rama he ruled the island of Lanka.

According to traditional Indian mythology, Ravana was the direct great-grandson of the creator god Brahma and the grandson of the Lord of all creatures, Pulastya. For centuries of asceticism, Ravana was awarded by Brahma himself the gift of invulnerability. Neither gods nor people could cope with him.
Ravana's wife was the beautiful Mandodari, the daughter of the architect of the demon-asuras Maya and the beautiful apsara Hema. In ancient myths she is glorified as “The Maiden with the Eyes of a Gazelle.” On the island of Lanka she bore him a powerful son, Meghanda, which means “loud.”
Feeling the possibilities of Brahma's gift, Ravana decided to conquer the whole world and started a war against heaven, earth and the underworld.

The invincible ruler of the Rakshasas was incredibly angry with the celestials for dooming his brother Kumbhakarna, a huge glutton giant, to eternal sleep. The wise wife of Brahma, Saraswati, was to blame for this. Ravana placed his brother in a huge cave near the city of Lanka and vowed revenge on the celestials. Burning with anger, he gathered an army of rakshasas and went north, devastating everything in his path. He ravaged both the earth and the sky, and he did not spare the heavenly grove of Nandana in the kingdom of Indra.
The gods were very angry with Ravana and threatened to punish him, but could not cause him the slightest harm, since Brahma's gift made Ravana completely invulnerable. Ravana became even more angry and threatened to kill all the gods and guardians of the world and even his elder brother Kubera. The lord of the yakshas, ​​the tree spirits, Kubera, tried to reason with his brother, addressing him with the following words: “Why did you harm me, why did you destroy the divine groves and kill the holy sages? Beware! The gods, angry at your deeds, are ready to punish you! Before it’s too late, come to your senses and refrain from committing atrocities in the future!” These words only angered Ravana even more and he gathered new troops.
In battles, the rakshasas and Ravana himself used not only weapons, but also black witchcraft. Ravana knew how to transform into various ferocious animals, which invariably made him stronger than his opponent.
On his second campaign, Ravana was mortally wounded several times, but Brahma’s gift always helped him survive, and he was able to completely defeat the Yaksha army. The Yakshas could not resist the Rakshasas because they always fought honestly and never resorted to magic. In battle, Ravana turned into a tiger, then a boar, then a lake, then a cloud, then a yaksha, then an asura, and no one, not even Kubera himself, could cope with him! In this battle, Ravana almost killed his brother and captured his celestial chariot "Pushpaka", decorated with golden columns and arches.
Ravana even decided to oppose Shiva. Then Shiva's servant Nandin predicted his death from the army of monkeys. It was Shiva who gave the lord of the Rakshasas the name Ravana, that is, “howler.” Encroaching on the abode of Shiva, Ravana tore out of the ground the mountain on which the palace of the mighty ruler was located. Shiva, outraged by Ravana's insolence, stepped on the mountain with his foot and pressed it to the ground. The mountain crushed Ravana's hands and he roared in pain. For this, Shiva called him a howler.

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Ravana fought not only with the Gods. Inspired by his invulnerability, he wished for power over the whole world, and, descending from the mountains where the gods lived, he set out to conquer the Kshatriyas. No one could resist the Rakshasa army, and many Kshatriyas gave up their kingdoms without a fight.
Only one king dared to oppose Ravana. This was the king of Aidohya and Rama's ancestor Anaranya. Ravana scattered his entire army, but the king did not flinch and continued to fight alone against the invincible leader of the Rakshasas. Ravana killed the king of Aidohya with a blow of his club, but while dying, he, like Nandin, predicted Ravana’s death at the hands of his descendant, the future king of Aidohya Rama.
Ravana believed so strongly in his power and invincibility that one day he decided to rebel even against Time itself and challenged the god of death Yama! In the kingdom of Yama, Ravana saw the torment of sinners. He freed them and accepted them into his army. The terrible servants of Yama, the kinkaras, began a battle with the rakshasas, and were also defeated. Then Yama himself came out to fight against the impudent man. His chariot was driven by Horn (Disease), ahead of the chariot were Death and Time. And Ravana would not have withstood the blow of Yama’s fiery rod if not for the intercession of the creator himself, who gave him invulnerability. Then the Progenitor addressed Yama thus: “O mighty son of Vivasvata, may what you intend to do not be accomplished. I have granted this rakshasa the gift of invulnerability; you must not violate my will, otherwise my words will turn into lies, and then the whole universe will be in the power of lies! Do not lower your terrible rod on Ravana's head! He shouldn't die."
This impunity inspired Ravana to new exploits and he easily conquered the underground kingdom of the nagas, half-humans, half-snakes, and took possession of the treasures of their underground capital Bhogavati. Then he went down under the water and reached the abode of the ocean god, the lord of the West, Varuna, and defeated his army. Varuna himself, however, did not come out to fight him, but sent his children and grandchildren into battle.
Ravana made many more campaigns, and it seemed that there would be no end to his outrages! He opposed the sun god Surya and challenged him to battle. But Surya was indifferent to the challenge, answering his adviser: “Go, Dandin, and do as you wish. If you want, fight this alien; if not, admit defeat.” And Ravana declared himself the conqueror of the Sun God without a fight. He entered into battle with the God of the Moon and Starry Sky Soma and almost killed him. Brahma intervened in this battle, promising Ravana to open a terrible spell that could ensure his victory in any battle. This made Ravana even more powerful.
Ravana's son also gained enormous power. He was able to obscure the minds of his enemies, fly through the air and take on any form.
Ravana's power grew and almost the entire world was conquered by him. But one day the rakshasa made a mistake. He took possession of his nephew's wife, the beautiful apsara Rambha. For this, her husband Nalakubara, the son of Kureba, cursed Ravana, threatening that the next time Ravana tried to take possession of a woman against her will, his head would shatter into seven pieces. This time Brahma did not help Ravana.
Many centuries later, Ravana kidnapped Rama's wife Sita, and then all the predictions were fulfilled. The army of monkeys, as Nandin predicted, entered the island of Lanka. At the head of the army was Rama, a descendant of Anaranya, the king of Aidohya, who also predicted Ravana’s death at the hands of his descendant. Ravana's army was defeated, he himself was defeated, and the capital was burned.

Rakshasas - long-lived or immortal
Ravana gained invulnerability through 10 thousand years of severe asceticism; he speaks disparagingly about mortals.
"Hovering in the vastness of space, I [Ravana] can lift the Earth! I can dry up the ocean and defeat death itself in battle. With my arrows I can smash the Sun into pieces and split the globe."("Ramayana").
There are quite a few descriptions of love interests and even marriages of rakshasas (both male and female) with people. Thus, the ruler of the Rakshasas, Ravana, had a whole harem of concubines that he stole from different parts of the world. His sister, the giantess - rakshasi Shurpanaksi, in turn, fell in love with Rama. The hero of the Mahabharata, Bhimasena (Bhima the wolf-bellied), married the rakshasi Hidimba.
Entering into love relationships with people, rakshasas took on a very seductive appearance:
“Taking an irresistibly lovely female form, adorning herself with all kinds of jewels of the most exquisite workmanship and conducting sweet conversations, she [rakshasi Hidimba] gave pleasure to the son of Pandu.”("Mahabharata").
From marriages or love affairs of rakshasas with people, completely viable children were born. Here's what the Mahabharata says about this: “The Rakshasi eventually bore him [Bhima] a powerful son. With his slanting eyes, large mouth and shell-like ears, the boy was a real monster. His appearance... was terrible, his lips were a bright red copper color, his fang-like teeth were very sharp. His power was also great. He was... a great hero, endowed with great energy and strength. He moved swiftly, had a monstrously large body and great mystical power and could easily defeat all enemies. The speed of his movement and power, although he was born from a man ", were truly superhuman. And he surpassed in his magical power not only all human beings, but also any sorceresses and sorcerers".

Children born from rakshasas and people could have a human appearance, but by nature they always remained rakshasas. Legends tell about the most curious feature of Rakshasas giving birth to children at the moment of conception.

Flying chariots of rakshasas
Rakshasas lived in “brilliant” Lanka, which was one of the most beautiful cities of the ancient world with beautiful multi-story palaces, gardens and parks. One of the main attractions of Lanka was the huge flying chariot "Pushpaka" (Puspaka), stolen by Ravana from his brother Kubera. “She shone like a pearl and hovered above the high palace towers... Trimmed with gold and decorated with incomparable works of art created by Vishwakarma himself, flying in the vastness of space like a ray of the sun...”
On this flying chariot, Ravana moved around his domain and the rest of the world. On it he flew to his uncle Marichi. On it he transported Rama’s abducted wife, Sita, to Lanka. Other owners of the air chariots were Ravana's sister, the rakshasi Shurpanakhi, and the rakshasi Hidimba, the wife of one of the main characters of the Mahabharata, the pandava Bhimasena. Here is what is said about this in the Mahabharata: “Taking Bhimasena with her, she [Hibimba] soared into the sky and flew with her husband many beautiful mountain peaks, sanctuaries of the gods, seductive abodes, where the sounds of deer hooves and bird songs were always heard... With the speed of thought, flying from one place to another...".
The central plots of the Ramayana are the air battles of Ravana and Rama, as well as Rama's brother Lakshmana with the rakshasa Indrajit. In these battles, both sides used some particularly powerful weapons that can be compared to nuclear weapons. This is how the battle between Ravana and Rama in the Ramayana is described, translated by V. Potapova:
"But the demons Raja rushed the chariot
On the brave king's son who led the army...
...And against the weapon that the treacherous Ravana chose,
The blessed prince has stored up Suparna’s weapon...
…Like a hard diamond or Indra’s thunder arrow,
Ravana took the weapon, hoping to kill Rama...
It spewed fire, and it frightened the eyes, and the mind
A weapon that is similar in brilliance and hardness to a diamond...
...It flew into the sky, blazing with fire...”
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Rakshasas today. They live next to us!
Look around, look closely at the terrifying situation of our once beautiful, blooming and fragrant planet Earth. It has turned into a garbage dump on a universal scale - there are tens of thousands of tons of space debris around the planet, mass globalization and the robotization of an immoral, rapidly degrading society. Societies of soulless, stupid consumers - the cult of sex and pleasure, GMOs, abortion, drug addiction, etc. These are all links in one chain.
Events in Yugoslavia, Iraq, Libya, and now in Syria very clearly show to all the population of planet Earth still capable of mental processes who the RAKSHAS are and what they are capable of in order to achieve their goals.

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"Initiation of an Orc Squad - Cannibalism, Kissing a Dog"

In the famous video with the “prisoners” - they are not prisoners. No injuries. There are no beaten ones, only smeared ones.
Some are smiling and clearly happy. All clothes are intact for everyone. Everyone is in excellent physical shape, fit, uniformly cut and dressed, of the same age, familiar with each other and the “executioners,” obviously all from the same unit. The whip is used gently, this is done only with “our own”. A dark-skinned soldier who cannot overcome the psychological barrier calmly gets up, walks, imposingly makes a circle, and laughs making a second attempt. There are many other details that indicate that these "prisoners" eat human flesh(part of a torso can be seen on one of the tables) voluntarily and even proudly. The composition is racial - not “Gaddafi’s guards” and not “tribal rebels”. Two obvious Europeans, several blacks - more likely NATO. But in fact, all the verbal support is a lie. Initiation is underway. Training a team of cannibal rippers. Something like Shoigov’s brigade, one of these or Kadyrov’s - the same, outside the “verticals”. In Libya, non-human creatures are feasting. It’s not for nothing that Shoigu went there too.
What happens? The videos that go on the world wide web under the guise of “the atrocities of the Libyan war” are not what they are presented as, they are directly related to the plans of the “new world order” of non-humans, and THIS INFORMATION IS REALLY FORBIDDEN.
It is so undesirable on the Internet that the freaks who control the network decided to do a similar trick, which only draws attention to them and their selective removal of information.
Both knowledge and information lie on the surface. But they are inaccessible to humanity for another reason - the reason for the processing of our consciousness, the blocking of those channels of perception that would allow us to receive multidimensional information and thereby replenish knowledge.
And there is a second type of video information. These are really terrible shots of dismemberment, bleeding, mockery of people and the corpses of people, a spectacle of many bodies, close-up, without traces of battle wounds, namely cut ones, often without heads and limbs. As a rule, these are low quality frames, which can only be provided by a mobile phone. Of course, the words behind the scenes depict “the horrors and atrocities of war,” but again there is no war in the footage, only calm, thorough, if such a word fits, murders and disembowelments. Or even complete abomination like “feeding prisoners with human flesh.” Shots of dismemberment, cutting off heads, etc. We won’t look; If you are interested, please join the World Wide Web, the Internet is filled with this rubbish.
If we look at other “hot corners” of Africa, we will find similar things everywhere - in the same Sudan, Uganda, Congo... The population is slaughtered in the thousands, tribes and peoples are destroyed, entire provinces are devastated, and, in rare filming, most of the bodies with chopped and cut wounds. But all the media in the world are inflating Libya (and now Syria). Is it because it is through Libya (Syria), and not Congo or Uganda, that the rest of the world can be drawn into the carnage?
Let's sum it up.
All real video materials say: there is no war, but there is something extremely strange. A mass slaughter in the “closed part of Libya” (for TV reporters with equipment “closed”, and for those who do not understand, closed along with the cutting off of heads) is really going on, but not at all of a “combat” nature. It is accompanied by bleeding and cannibalism. She managed to arrange rituals, that is, she has been going on for a long time. Participants sacrifice people. To whom? Either to those who directly accept these sacrifices, or to the animals that personify them. Does he have a name?
Ripper Community consists of both a mixed-age “civilian” public and military units, and not only Libyans. The community has an internal system for disseminating information (at least video media) and involving neophytes. Neophytes represent different “ethnic groups” from different parts of the world. For example from Ukraine. It enjoys the highest patronage at the level of the first "VIPs" of the world. This is very similar to patronizing another community caught in a dismemberment and bleeding, only the scale here is different - world.


“Rakshasas (Sanskrit: राक्षसः, rākṣasaḥ) are cannibal demons and evil spirits in Hinduism and Buddhism. Female rakshasas are called "rakshasis". In Hinduism they are a collective image of the dark principle..."

Rakshasa is a creature from Hindu mythology that feeds on human flesh.

Rakshasas originated many thousands of years ago in ancient Indian epics. Descriptions of these demons and sorcerers are preserved in the oldest works of literature: “Ramayana”, “Mahabharata”, etc. The main difference between these creatures and many similar representatives of the side of evil is that the rakshasas had exceptional diversity. There is no single, somewhat canonical image of a rakshasa. It seems that they have absorbed all the horrors and fears of the ancient peoples of the East.

Some sources describe rakshasas as ugly, hundred-armed, hundred-headed giants with huge burning eyes. Their bodies are disproportionate - their arms are too long - and their dispositions are even worse. The Ramayana, for example, presents the rakshasas as evil, merciless cannibals. From another source, an even more amazing image of these ancient monsters became known: outwardly they are humanoid, but there may be several heads; eyes - one or more pairs; all existing heads are “crowned” with horns. On ancient frescoes, rakshasas are invariably depicted with faces distorted with anger, plotting some kind of atrocity or already committing it.

Images of rakshasas literally change from one ancient Indian source to another. Sometimes these many-faced and ever-changing demons are depicted with a huge number of mouths and with giant ears that look like monstrous sea shells. The most unusual description is found in one ancient legend: this is an illustration of the rakshasa Kabandha. The author describes the demon as a huge, completely shapeless lump of human flesh, in the center of which a monstrous mouth gapes like a huge abyss. This rakshasa has only one eye, but it fits right in the middle of the giant belly. One thing united all types of these Indian demons - they were all giants. Humanoid creatures could have tufts of fiery red hair on their heads, growing completely chaotically. Demons often came in every possible color of the rainbow. The authors of the tales seemed to endow these creatures with everything repulsive that existed or could exist in the world. And of course, such amazing creatures in their own way could not help but be immortal. Any of the rakshasas possessed immortality and almost limitless strength and will. Only gods or earthly princes with divine origin could fight such creatures.

In addition to their evil nature, rakshasas had a number of interesting features. For example, they were powerful magicians and sorcerers, they could become invisible or take on the likeness of any most attractive human being. Often, in order to fool their enemies, they turned into beautiful girls. For example, one powerful king of antiquity even managed to marry one such vile demon, who took the form of a young beauty. But usually rakshasas were more of a masculine nature and preferred to marry human daughters themselves. Some hundred-headed and hundred-armed monsters, taking on a seductive appearance, gathered entire harems of oriental beauties in their palaces.

Ancient legends have preserved many interesting episodes with these strange creatures, who embodied both the fears and the enthusiastic admiration of the ancient peoples for the unknown. Rakshasas can change their appearance if they wish and can even become invisible. They cannot enter a house without an invitation, so they try to get there by deception in order to eat the owners. More often than not, they prefer to turn into someone who people trust or at least won't see as a threat.

Rakshasas

(Sanskrit Râkshasas, from raksh = to curse, scold or from raksh = to protect) - in Indian mythology, evil demons, mentioned already in the Vedas, where they are also called yatu, or Yatudhana. They take all kinds of forms (dog, kite, owl and other birds, brother, husband, lover, etc.) to deceive and cause harm. Women should especially beware of them during pregnancy and childbirth, so that they do not take possession of the child. In the Atharva Veda, R. are depicted mostly as having a human form, but sometimes as monsters; Their color is black (which is why the black aborigines of India are often called R.), sometimes blue, yellow or green. They eat human and horse meat, drink cow's milk and try to get inside a person when he eats or drinks. Once inside, they begin to torment his insides and cause illness. They are the cause of madness. In the evening, R. scare people by dancing around their homes, screaming like a monkey, making noise and laughing loudly, and at night they fly, taking the form of birds. Their main power and strength is at night or in the evening; they are driven away by the rising sun. R. shows special efforts when they want to prevent a sacrifice; Agni is then usually invoked against them, driving away darkness and killing R. In later Indian mythology, R. in general continues to serve as the personification of the dark and harmful forces of nature. Not all R. are equally evil, so they can be divided into three classes: 1) harmless creatures like Yaksha (see), 2) giants, or titans, enemies of the gods and 3) R. in the usual meaning of the word: demons, inhabitants cemeteries, violators of sacrifices, who revive the dead, devour people, attack the pious and generally cause all kinds of harm to people. The head of these last R. was Ravana (q.v.), together with whom they are the descendants of Pulastya (q.v.). According to other sources, rakshasas originated from the foot of Brahma. Vishnu Purana produces them from the sage Kashyapa (q.v.) and his wife Khasa, daughter of Daksha. The Ramayana tells that Brahma, having created the waters, also created special creatures, R., to protect them (raksh = protect, guard). The same epic describes the ugly appearance of R., as they appeared to Rama's ally, Ganuman, when he entered the city of Lanka in the form of a cat. R. have many epithets depicting their various repulsive properties and inclinations: murderers, thieves of victims, night tramps, cannibals, bloodsuckers, black-faced, etc.

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Encyclopedic Dictionary F.A. Brockhaus and I.A. Efron. - S.-Pb.: Brockhaus-Efron. 1890-1907 .

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    In Vedic and Hindu mythology, evil demons; they were represented in the form of huge monsters with many heads, horns, fangs, etc. The king of the Rakshasas was Ravana... Big Encyclopedic Dictionary

    - (ancient Indian raksas or râksasa, “the one who protects” or “the one from whom they are buried”), in ancient Indian mythology, one of the main classes of demons. Unlike the asuras, who are rivals of the gods, R. act mainly as enemies of people. IN… … Encyclopedia of Mythology

    Rakshasa in the image of Yakshagana Rakshasa (Sanskrit. राक्षसः ... Wikipedia

    In Hindu mythology, a category of evil demons, especially hostile to humans. * * * RAKSHASA RAKSHASA, in Vedic and Hindu mythology, evil demons; they were represented in the form of huge monsters with many heads, horns, fangs, etc. The king of the Rakshasas was... encyclopedic Dictionary

    One of the three main classes of demons (see ASURA 1 and PISHACHI). They are already mentioned in the Rig Veda as forest dwellers who attack the Aryans, and are subsequently depicted as demonic. enemies of the Brahmanical religion, desecrators of rituals, especially ... ... Dictionary of Hinduism

    - (Sanskrit.) Lit., eaters of raw materials, and in popular superstition, evil spirits, demons. However, esoterically, they are the Gibborim (giants) of the Bible, the Fourth Race or Atlanteans. (See The Secret Doctrine, II, 209.) Source: Theosophical Dictionary ... Religious terms

    Rakshasas- in other ind. myth. one of the basics. demon classes. Unlike the asuras, yavl. rivals of the gods, R. are ch. arr. enemies of people. In Ved. lit re R. are drawn night. monsters, pursuing people and disturbing sacrifices; or they themselves... Ancient world. encyclopedic Dictionary

    RAKSHASA- (Sanskrit.) Lit., eaters of raw materials, and in popular superstition, evil spirits, demons. However, esoterically, they are the Gibborim (giants) of the Bible, the Fourth Race or Atlanteans. (See Secret Doctrine, II, 209.) ... Theosophical Dictionary

    Rakshasas- (other - ind.) - “guarding” - one of the main classes of demons. Unlike the asuras, who are rivals of the gods, R. act mainly as enemies of people. These are night monsters of a frightening appearance - one-eyed, with several heads, horned - or ... Mythological dictionary

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Books

  • Mudrarakshasa, or Rakshasa Ring, Visakhadatta. Moscow-Leningrad, 1959. Publishing house of the USSR Academy of Sciences. Publisher's binding. The condition is good. As with the vast majority of ancient Indian writers, the dating of life and...