Jailbreak
The start of the process of clinging Like an illusion of fragrance from the kitchen of I-making, mine-making In actuality, a stingy, horrible smell An instance, after the reading of the Saw Simile Sutta At first a bit regret about hateful moments Then, bit by bit, clinging to the notion of opportunity Opportunity for the elimination of anger, whenever uneven moments Clinging, on spot with the words from inside "not even a Saw" Although prevention of anger But not the prevention of tanhā, the I-making and mine-making Realisation when, some hard moments Hard moment, and words, "Not even a Saw. For whom?" None other than some I, some mine A form of silabbataparāmāsa Then, again thought, none other than sīla, samādhi and pañña from now