Just finished reading The Ring of Thoth by Conan Doyle, a collection of stories about the supernormal. So-so. But the writer that most fascinated me about the book was not Sir Arthur, but the previous owner of the book, one M. Rajamani.
It’s a really old, moth-eaten book and I’ll not be surprised if (s)he is long gone, but the words remain, albeit a little faded. On the top margin of one of the pages midway through the book, there are a couple of lines scrawled (for apparently no reason whatever). It is written with a blue fountain pen and all in lower case “you are the mother, i am thy child, o divine mother.”
What was (s)he thinking? Which set me thinking. The first step would be to check out Sri Ramakrishna Paramahamsa. Elementary, my dear Watson.