Of our drives,

Of our wants,

Of our needs,

Of our urges,

Of our instincts,

Of our egos,

It’s when we freed ourselves

Of these—

And separate our minds from our bodies—

We can definitively say,

“I’m not living in vain;

And I’m the master

Of my destiny.”

Then vanity becomes history.

It’s not one or the other;

Neither one is lesser than the other.

Truth is often harsh and blunt;

So brace it with either eyes closed or open.

Consequences are like breakfast eggs:

Done the way you want ‘em.