A poem written for destruction of my ego

Through the blessing of the Buddha, may i never be happy and content.

May i be ignored also from my friends and teachers.
May i be publicly humiliated. May i never expect even in my dreams, that there is happiness in this world.

What ever i do for this life only, may the result be disastrous. Detune the piano, when we play, so i can sound bad. Talk bad behind my back.
Expose my hidden faults publicly.

May i be mocked by the gods also. May demons and hungry ghosts eat my flesh and drink my blood. May they throw my bones into fire, and use my teeths for the necklace ornaments.

Phat, phat, phat!

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