I am in the form of ever-existent,
My body-sense-mind and intellect,
They are all the truth and here
Ask not any question of good or bad,
Pure or impure, friend or enemy,
Wicked or noble, virtuous or sinful,
Everything here, that are to be
Seen, heard, thought of and understood.
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