Tell me again, you are religious Buddhism or modernize self-improvement

 I would have slaughter all of them ... and say, you see different on my face? They are pieces of junks, I told you so. That’s not my problem the blood touches the ground, the rose in the vase within the castle, it’s just a children’s Legand and tale, you couldn’t understand it I say no junks?

Babaji: I think so.