Oh heavens, what must you think of me? Here I am advising you to do all the things your mama, your spiritual advisors, your society and your own goodly heart always told you not to do – how beastly of me. I urge you to reject all that is proper and decent, to violate your own deep-rooted taboos, to turn away from the only love and light you’ve ever known, to die on the off-chance that you might be reborn, and if all that’s not enough, I urge you to kill the Buddha, who’s probably the nicest guy you’ll ever meet. And if even that’s not enough, I urge you to destroy your universe and your self. It’s hard to put a positive spin on that.