Suddenly I feel like lifting these passages from the Internet, written by the famous Sufi sage Fariduddin Attar who lived in the 12th century.
'Visit Satan, question him, use your head.
'So Moses descended to Hell's burning halls;
Satan saw him coming, a smile did he install
On his fiery face.
Moses proudly asked him
For advice, waiting for Satan's crafty whim;
Satan spoke through his coal-black teeth:
'Remember this rule which sense bequeaths
Never say "I" so that you become like me.
'So long as you live for yourself you'll be
A drum booming pride a cymbal of infidelity.
Vanity, resentment, envy and anger shall be cemented
Into your inner state; you shall be like a demented
Dog with lolling tongue, infected with indolence of sin.
You shall become your own tracked prisoner within.
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