believe it!” Hariaksa declared, breaking the uneasy spell. “Run out of questions, have we?”

“Not so quick, acharya,” Ikshula raised a hand. “Tell me, is the intellect distinct from the ego, or are these different names for the same thing?” 

“The intellect is an inner voice,” Hariaksa replied, massaging his left foot. “Its job is to analyze, judge, warn and predict.…”

“Goddess!” Makshi interrupted him, grasping her head as if it were going to burst. “No more mindstuff for today, dear acharya! What I would like to know is whether tantric lovers really experience great bliss—”

“But naturally, my dear, or why bother?” Hariaksa shot back. “Tantric lovers seek mo...

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