Three verses of fake humility
It is not due to peerless humbleness
that I forsake spiritual and mundane status.
I forsake it because I stubbornly crave recognition.
It is not the case that I am relaxed in the true nature
and thus strive so inconsistently and am burdened by effort.
I am burdened because I am lazy, and that’s just a shame.
It is not that I am well versed in excuses,
but I do understand dharma.
So I can’t deceive myself and others.
Zhigpo Padma Dorje
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