Clinging


There’s no "I" nor "You". Regarding as "I" and "You" is the stupidity of the foolish people. Because of this stupidity men cannot find out reality, cannot escape out of lower states and are lurking in the realm of ego. "Its root is delusion" commented Gotama Buddha, 623 BC, in India and who declared himself as an extra ordinary One and is entirely different with personal Gods and dogmas.

His statement is fully acceptable for delusion make us believe something untruth and misconception. For instance, when one sees an attractive girl one pleases seeing, hearing, smelling and touching her. When one sees on the other hand a shabby woman by the roadside one disgusts seeing, hearing, smelling, let alone to touch her. Those acceptance pleasantness and disgust occur due to misconception that based on delusion.

If one realizes vividly both an attractive girl and a shabby woman as they really are, those are just nominal and consist of five primary elements, hard, fluidity, heat and air, one will not please nor does disgust when one see the paradoxical thing. What one essential need in life is that sense, ability to sees as they really are.
The more one eyes is dusty of craving, conceit and jealously, one’s seeking for truth will be further. Many ordinary people cling themselves that’s "I", that’s "He" and those are my "Belongings". That of misconception breeds false belief, then clinging, then desire, then anxiety and then suffering.

Once there was a wealthy man, Ananda who was amazingly reluctant and stingy. He frequently taught his son, "Do not consider the property you belong is too much nor give away any single thing for you have to make it grow. Or else your belonging will ebb away". He then cling his belongings as well as to his son. He did none of meritorious deeds and spent h is entire life working, sleeping, eating and enjoying sensual pleasures.

In next existence he was reborn in deformity in a village of bagger. From that time his mother curried him she was unlucky and faced numeral crisis. Eventually he was disowned when he was come of age. "I have sons, I have property" with this clinging the fool is afflicted, one oneself is not one’s own indeed, how can sons and property be one?

Those miserable results are rooted on delusion..
Delusion….. Do not let it grows, if it’s grow do not water. Find the ways to cut off it with very sharp sword instantly.
Compose by Eanisoe
19, July, 2550
Martyr’s day