I will take counsel within my own jiva. What concern of mine are these people? Everyone knows their own welfare; to restrain them by force only causes sorrow. Let whoever wishes to hear the sacred story listen; otherwise, let them go home and sleep in peace. What is my concern? This has reached its end. Having seen the path, I will set others on it. Says Tuka, I will plead before God's own compassion. Each one's desire bears its own fruit. The clash of prescriptions and prohibitions splits the chest open, so long as one has not tasted experience directly. Restlessness grows on both sides when one has not personally realized the truth. In one's own opinion it seems like madness, but the truth remains exactly as it is. The fulfillment of practice is silence; make the buddhi steady. Says Tuka, through mere argument, even the assemblies of Brahmins have been wasted.