Now there's no goal, no purpose, no destination, For all these are nothing- ...Nothing but imagination. I have chosen reality. Anything else is just dreaming, thoughts screening, past screaming, A thousand ties and A thousand clinging. For the man with an aim ends up in vain. Though the aim is won, the pain still lingers on. Existence is vast- It knows no future, It knows no past. To be present is living at last : The future's not living, no more than the past..