Not even God can set you free, so long as
you are moaning beneath imaginary blows.
Why do you not purify your idea of truth? Your
intellect is wasted, and you are whirled round in
error. What room is there for setting up yourself,
seeing that man is scattered among the five
elements? Tuka says, You groan under a load,
because you think the false true.
you are moaning beneath imaginary blows.
Why do you not purify your idea of truth? Your
intellect is wasted, and you are whirled round in
error. What room is there for setting up yourself,
seeing that man is scattered among the five
elements? Tuka says, You groan under a load,
because you think the false true.