: "Iâm disgusted, ashamed of this putrid body— disintegrating, dissolving. Sensual craving is rooted out. Sensual pleasures are like swords & spears; the aggregates, their executionerâs block. What you call sensual delight is no delight for me. Everywhere enjoyment is defeated; the mass of darkness, burst. So know,      Evil One, that you have been, End-maker, struck down." * * * Paying homage to the zodiac stars, tending the fire in the forest, not knowing it as it actually was, fools, you conceived it as purity. Whereas I am one who pays homage to the One Self-awakened, the utmost man. Iâm one who has done the Teacherâs bidding, entirely released from sufferings & stress. - --> - - - -