Jaiminīya (Talavakāra) Brāhmaṇa 1.50

1.50

he says. This thirteenth is he who shines yonder. ‘I know that; I recognize that. Bring me, mortal, to the immortal, O seasons, through the twelvefold-thirteenfold father, through that mother, through that faith, through that food, through that truth. Day is my father; night is my mother; I am truth. Bring me, mortal, to the immortal, O seasons’—he says. The seasons bring him. Just as one who knows brings one who knows, just as one who recognizes brings one who recognizes, so the seasons bring him. They carry him across. He who knows thus is no longer a human being. He who knows thus is one among the gods. Fathers and grandfathers fleet as thought come to meet him: ‘What have you brought for us from there?’ He should reply to them: ‘Whatever good deed I did, that is yours.’ His sons receive the inheritance, the fathers the good deed, his enemies the evil deed. Dividing this threefold in this way, he attains identity of world with him who shines yonder.