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