Death is the ultimate private moment.
Death is the ultimate realization.
Death is a birthing with no mother
and no womb, no breast to suckle
when the birthing’s done.
Death is the culmination of ego.
There is no death without ego.
Without ego, life is eternal and
impersonal. What we call life is
self-assertion. This is the life
the Buddha called suffering.
How has this come to be?
There’s no way of knowing,
and no escape except through
death’s narrow gate.
Ego is God’s DNA.