I
Why do people guide themselves astray;
let others do their thinking and journey?
Do you let others spend your money, cast ashtrays;
paint pictures in your name and asinine plain!
Guided meditation, like marriage, burning
of a foreign flame, you haven't harboured, yearning!
What dost the other cup, know you drink, pray?
II
Lazy people spin the prayer-wheels and throw money;
then complain, why dost God give their worthy donation.
Would you give your daughter to the Man, tomfooling –
who like Cormag, can't hold his station, lectures others monkey?
Don't expect deep thought on shallow compromise patience;
when you scroll your Iphone, think the next fuck to accomplice!
How can one seek, what he dost want to follow, like Lion and Honey!!
III
People guide themselves to look better, to be Somebody;
nobody seeks to be Themselves! Ask, how does the teaching
lead to You, not how do people see You as Diego Godin;
play your own Life as an instrument, don't download encoding,
what dost suit your needs. Simplicity like I-Ching,
the binary, what shall redeem the rampart saproling,
who wishes to be Schwartzwald Forest and not its own modding!
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