Angiras (अंगिरस्, pronounced as "əngirəs"; nominative singular Angirā - अंगिरा, pronounced as "əngirα:") is a rishi (or sage) who, along with sage Atharvan, is credited to have formulated ("heard") most of the fourth Veda called Atharvaveda. He is also mentioned in the other three Vedas. Sometimes he is reckoned as one of the Seven Great Sages, or saptarishis of the first Manvantara, with others being, Marichi, Atri, Pulaha, Kratu, Pulastya, and Vashishtha Bharadwaja maharshis was his descendant. .
His wife is Surūpa and his sons are Utatya, Samvartana and Brihaspati. He is one of the ten Manasaputras (wish-born-son) of Lord Brahma. Other accounts say that he married smrithy, the daughter of Daksha.[citation needed]
The name Angirasas is applied generically to several Puranic individuals and things; a class of Pitris, the ancestors of man according to Hindu Vedic writings, and probably descended from the sage Angiras. In the Rigveda, Agni is sometimes referred to as Angiras or as a descendant of Angiras (RV 1.1). In the Rigveda, Indra drives out cows from where they had been imprisoned by either a demon (Vala) or multiple demons (the Panis) and gifts them to the Angirasas (RV 3.31, 10.108 and a reference in 8.14). Mandala 6 of the Rigveda is attributed to a family of Angirasas.
Sage or SAGE may refer to:
the wind picks up and the birds surround us
you cover up, you settle down
drink from the well, drink from the fountain
it feels like a sunday, the morning took over and left me
with no clue
there's no one, nothing
colliding together moving me some way
you are the theme for the day
your words go deeper
I thank you and I walk by
we'll be back tomorrow
in a place where there are no limits
we don't draw the line for anyone
drink from the well, drink from the fountain
it feels like a sunday, the morning took over and left me
with no clue
there's no one, nothing
colliding together moving me some way
Millions of billions the witness sees, witnesses the
holocaust,
Of they who haul the cost and say:
no me took none of that, me make none of that violence
me did none of that me felt no suspense.
Wrong, you've got it all wrong, ain't true, tell me if
it's true
that hell is where you choose, that you've got nothing
to lose, that's right...
That instead of digging this hole and multiplying,
then crying about what we meant, then lying about
crying
Accept that innocence is gone, knowing about what we
meant
And that we never meant wrong We meant development for
trillions
Oh wow are we conscious of that now
Are we conscious that we bow, are we conscious of now
Yet we still bow, subconscious knows how as unconscious
as now
As unconscious as now as unconscious as laters
The ones that make and break us, leaders of the cause
As unconscious as now as unconscious as laters
The ones that make and break us, leaders of the
holocaust
The ones that strip and bathe us, strip us from our
natural laws
The ones that bathe and clothe us, bathe us in their
rational flaws
Clothe us with cause and send us on our way
As unconscious as now as unconscious as laters
As subconscious as now as conscious as laters
Superconscious is now and laters
Oh wow are we conscious of that now
Are we conscious that we bow, are we conscious of now
Yet we still bow, subconscious knows how as unconscious
as now
I love it when she sits on my face,
I embrace femininity I hug her she's the one for me,
transmit that message orally herbally I cannot refrain,
'cause when I hum, she hums, she cums again
Suppose it is explained that weed is her name
And I get as high as a bird when I play her hassis game
Just a few minutes of fame before I call for her again
The same please
Then I hush, then I blush, then I huff, then I puff,
then I suck, she blows smoke, the dope no I am the
dope,
I'm the one the user the one the abuser,
I use her Cannot afford to lose her I'm used to her,
I've fucked her trillions I love her, I'm conscious of
that now
Oh wow are we conscious of that now
Are we conscious that we bow, are we conscious of now
Yet we still bow, subconscious knows how, as
unconscious as now