Karma is the tree of knowledge.
As you approach the serpent, it hisses in your ear, “eat the fruit.”
You try to ignore the serpent, but the ripe fruit makes you salivate.

The serpent’s voice sounds in your head like an iPod on eternal replay.

If you pluck the fruit from the tree, it’s like opening Pandora’s box.
Bad karma is a giant pothole that throws you into a black hole where you rot forever.

But if you don’t pick the fruit from the tree of knowledge, you tame your Karma,
Not to go into Temptation’s van, as Temptation, with an eerie smile offers you candy.