To cease to crave.
From the world of desire to stop being a slave.
To not care whether you live in a palace or a cave.
To be unaffected by the cosmic wave.
To give up any expectations about how the universe should behave.

To realize that giving a shit, only puts you deeper into the fiery pit.
To give up my usual reaction to life, the tantrum fit.

To realize that it is just an illusion that anything exists;
and that there is a me, who's always pissed.

To stop hating God, cause he too is an illusion, just like the idea that I have a bod.

Of course Buddha too is equally unreal.
But Buddha is a stepping stone to nothingness,
once the illusion of existence has finally lost all of it's appeal.