Sanātana spoke with gravity, instructing that his mantra, armor, and hymn should be created and guarded with utmost diligence. He revealed that among thousands and even hundreds, perhaps only one would become a true worshipper of his mantra; all others would attain residence in Goloka. He described how, in each cycle of creation, people of five kinds arise, endowed with the creator—some dwell in realms below, while others reside in Brahmaloka. The task of fulfilling these divine arrangements, he decreed, should be accomplished by Mahadeva in the assembly of the gods. Having thus spoken, Sanātana’s voice faded in the sky. Brahma, the lord of knowledge and foremost among the wise, listened intently to these words. With the help of Vishnu’s Māyā and others, Brahma composed the supreme scripture of mantras and sacred teachings. It was said that if a person, touching the sacred water of the Ganges, were to speak falsely, the consequences would be grave. When Śaṅkara spoke these words in Goloka, in the assembly of the gods, all who saw him rejoiced and offered praises to the Supreme Person. In time, the blessed Śambhu composed a treatise on divine weapons. The Ganges, who had arisen from Goloka, was at that time in her pure, liquid form. In various sacred places, she was established by Krishna, the Supreme Soul. Nārada, ever eager for wisdom, inquired, “Where did that most fortunate one go? Please explain this to me.” In reply, Nārāyaṇa said, “When the curse upon her ended, she returned again to Vaikuṇṭha. Leaving Bhāratī in Bhārata, she journeyed to the abode of Hari. Know that Gaṅgā, Sarasvatī, and Lakṣmī are all beloved to Hari.” Nārada further asked, “She was in the water-pot of Brahmā and on the head of Śaṅkara. O best of sages, how did Gaṅgā, so dear to Nārāyaṇa, come to be?” It was explained that in ancient times, in Goloka, Gaṅgā existed in her pure, liquid form. She, the presiding deity of all waters, is without equal on earth. Her beauty was described in celestial terms: her face shone like a lotus in full bloom at midday in autumn, smiling and exceedingly lovely. Her radiance was gentle, luminous, and she embodied pure existence. Her breasts were full, high, and perfectly rounded; her abundant, wavy hair was adorned with garlands of jasmine. Her charming cheeks bore delicate spots of musk, and her shining rows of teeth resembled ripe pomegranate seeds. With desire stirring in her heart, she rose bashfully to Krishna’s side. Overcome with ecstasy, her form radiated with divine marks, and she was attended by thirty million gopīs, her brilliance rivaling the light of millions of moons. Her glow was like white campaka flowers, and she moved with the stately grace of a proud elephant. Around her neck she wore a priceless necklace adorned with rubies, pure as fire. Her feet, soft and radiant as lotus flowers, delighted the gods. Descending from a celestial palace studded with the king of jewels, she bore a tilaka of musk, adorned with sandalwood and marks like the moon. This tilaka shone brightly in the center of her forehead, just beneath her hairline. Her beautiful, abundant hair trembled, and she herself trembled with emotion. Thus, she approached and stood beside Krishna, upon the splendid throne of jewels.