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The twelfth chapter of the hundred and twelve chapters.
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The night was covered with stars, devoid of the moon, and did not shine at all. ||72||
Descending from there, he slowly settled his army in the beautiful mountain called Suradundubhi. ||73||
There, the wind carried the fragrance of lotuses and blue lotuses, and the soldiers were happily engaged in the stories of the Jinas. ||74||
Then, seated on the peak of the chariot, near the Chandrasala, which resembled Mount Kailasa, ||75||
He saw a luminous orb, emanating from the celestial path, falling and shining brightly, and the wind turned into darkness. ||76||
He thought, "Alas, in this world, there is no place where death does not play at will, even among the gods." ||77||
Birth is as fragile as lightning, meteor, and waves, everywhere. What to speak of other beings, even the gods have it. ||78||
Whatever is enjoyed in this world by sentient beings is not eternal, there is no happiness or sorrow in the three realms. ||79||
Oh, the greatness of delusion, it is endowed with supreme power. For so long, this being has been wandering in sorrow. ||80||
After wandering through countless births in the ascending and descending cycles, one attains human birth, but it is a pity that it is lost as if it was never attained. ||81||
Attached to perishable pleasures, devoid of good conduct, beings fall into the state of suffering. ||82||
The senses are fickle, prone to wrong paths, and cause great suffering. They do not become calm without taking refuge in the path of the Jinas. ||83||
Just as the poor deer and birds are caught in a net, so too are deluded people caught in the net of desires. ||84||
He who enjoys desires like poison, is a fool, and in the end, he burns in the fire of suffering. ||85||
Who would desire a kingdom for a day, after suffering for a year? Similarly, one should not desire the pleasures of the senses. ||86||