Without Pretense
Good or evil in life are bound by rebirth,
Denounce karma and the riddles get complex,
Anoint the mind to tame Maya's virtuosity;
Or remain detached to its novel delights?
Confronted by soured hunger in false life's pleasure,
Aesthetic desire gagged with violent anger,
Permeate forlorn and forfeited frolic cravings,
Within destructive conscious degradation;
Free the intellect from all inert senses,
Meditating to one's ultimate nirvana:
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