Bhagavad Gita (Samkhya Perspective)
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The Bhagavad Gita, from the Samkhya perspective, presents a dualistic understanding of reality, distinguishing between Purusha (consciousness, the true self) and Prakriti (matter, the physical world). Samkhya, one of the six major schools of Indian philosophy, explains that suffering arises when the self (Purusha) wrongly identifies with the material world (Prakriti). The Gita integrates this by teaching that true wisdom comes from recognizing this distinction and attaining liberation (moksha) through self-awareness and detachment. However, while classical Samkhya is non-theistic, the Gita blends it with devotion (Bhakti) and action (Karma Yoga), emphasizing surrender to Krishna as the supreme reality.
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