SWAMI grows uneasy: to transcend Samsara seems assumed,
DOGMA of a kind, but he wonders if desire itself forms the
SIEVE in which knowledge ebbs away, leaving only Avidya, or whether we are
BOUND, chained, not by desire itself, but by desire’s end.
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SWAMI grows uneasy: to transcend Samsara seems assumed,
DOGMA of a kind, but he wonders if desire itself forms the
SIEVE in which knowledge ebbs away, leaving only Avidya, or whether we are
BOUND, chained, not by desire itself, but by desire’s end.