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Chapter One Hundred and Five
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Tormented by the fire of afflictions, this being is eager to begin many actions. He does not attain any purpose, and even the happiness he has is lost. ||25||
This being, due to past sins, does not attain the desired object of his mind. Instead, he attains great and insurmountable misfortune. ||252||
"I have done this, I am doing this, and I will do this." Thus, a man resolves, but never considers that he will die. ||253||
Death does not wait to see what a being has done or not done. It attacks at an inopportune time, just as a lion attacks a deer. ||254||
Alas! The deluded beings consider the harmful as beneficial, suffering as happiness, the impermanent as permanent, the fearful as refuge, the beneficial as harmful, happiness as suffering, the protector as the destroyer, and the stable as unstable. It has to be said that the conduct of the deluded beings is different. ||255-256||
This man, like a wild elephant, is bound by the fetters of his wife, or like a fish, is attached to the bait of worldly objects, and thus experiences bondage. ||257||
Stuck in the vast ocean of delusion, filled with the mud of family, this being, like a weak ox, struggles and suffers. ||258||
A bound man can be freed from a blind well, but a being bound by the fetters of attachment is freed with great difficulty. ||259||
The knowledge of the Jina, which is very rare even in the human world, is not attainable by an abhyavi. Similarly, the path of the three jewels, as taught by the Jina, is not attainable by an abhyavi. ||260||
Marked by the stain of heavy karmas, the abhyavi beings are constantly riding the wheel of samsara, carrying the burden of afflictions. ||261||
Then, folding his hands and bowing his head, Rama said, "O Bhagavan! Am I a bhavi? And by what means will I be liberated?" ||262||
"I am capable of abandoning this earth, along with my inner palace, but I am not capable of abandoning even a single act of kindness done by Lakshmana." ||263||
I am like a ship, adrift in the waves of attachment, clinging to the fragments of worldly objects. O Muniśvara, grant me the support of your grace. ||264||
This being does not possess patience in the Dharma. ||250||