The End
 
Just in the nick time I understood the teachings of words once thought to be jokes.
You don't purify the body without cleansing the mind, that's the way it works folks.
Pharmaceuticals flushing the inside, soap scrubbing the outside, almost clean friend.
The mind must be free of materialistic earthly needs, that's to way to achieve the end.

By panther811

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