In plain words
“As there is oil in sesame seeds, as there is butter in milk, as there is fragrance in a flower, as there is juice in a fruit, as there is fire in firewood, God fills the whole of this world fashioned from what is seen. Like sight in the eyes, like hearing in the ears, God becomes manifest in the body as the very form of Caitanya.”
Creation means nothing but the manifestation of Īśvara's will. That is, it is the very form of Īśvara. Its very name is Prakṛti. In every human being born in this Prakṛti, the feelings of Īśvara alone must come forth. Man came forth for the purpose of giving expression to God, the very form of Caitanya. In this connection the Veda has taught special standards. “Satyaṃ brūyāt”: we must speak Satya alone. This is the moral value. “Priyaṃ brūyāt”: we must utter even this Satya in a pleasing way. This is the value of Dharma. “Na brūyāt satyam apriyaṃ”: what we call Satya must not be unpleasant. It must be delightful and attractive. But we must not speak Asatya on the thought that it is pleasing to the other person.
“Anudvegakaraṃ vākyaṃ satyaṃ priya hitaṃ cayat.” Every word must be free of agitation, true, pleasing and beneficial. A certain mahārāja heard the name and fame of an astrologer from this mouth and that, and summoned him to his palace. This astrologer was nothing but ego, from his foot to his head! On top of that, pride rose up in him that the king himself had sent for him in person. How was he to speak before the king? What was he to say? What was he not to say? All such discernment had become a blank in him. He went to the king, looked at the horoscope and said, “King! All your sons will soon die.” At that the king grew angry and had him put in jail. Yet what this man said was indeed true. But we must tell even the truth in the way it ought to be told. The king sent for another astrologer. He came humbly before the king and looked at the horoscope: “King! You will live long. Even your children will not live as long as you live,” he said. These words struck the king as satisfying, to some extent. So there must be sweetness in the words we speak. The astrologer who came first, to the king: “All your children will die. You alone will live a long time,” he said. Tell Me, how harsh these words are!