What is that scent you are wearing? It is probably lust or gold. Ramakrishna keeps mentioning beware of these two elements. My $/sex t-shirt that I wear while walking is probably a form of this. The longer I sit in the presence of a Being without a scent, the more clearly it becomes that one is scented until no ego is present. The manipulation game is played in an array of forms from sickening sweet to cold, ruthless brutality.