The years pass.
Though one may come to know ‘d? (Truth),’
he is a wretched being
if he still has any of his human mind left.
No one seems to know
what I have come to this world to do
and the things I have done.
Amidst this ignorance,
people are unable to let go of
the useless delusions of this world.
As I look upon such wretched people,
a sense of futility digs into my Mind.
But I sing without having any thoughts in my Mind.
It seems to be my fate to teach man that
the countless stories he has in this world
are all meaningless.
Thus I do the work of the Universe absent of mind.
There are only wretched minds in this world,
no one here seems to understand my purpose.
People are ignorant of the fact that the age in which
man deems himself superior, inferior,
or singular in his importance –
the age of polarity –
and that a new age of reconciliation is coming.
Indeed it is regrettable that people still cling to
their old habits from the previous age.
What they must realize is that in order to live
they must let go.