All is impermanent!
Suffering!
Here shall I live in the rainy season,here in the cold season and in the summer, thus thinks the fool; but he does not realise the danger( of death that may come in between.)
Dying is for the born.
Birth is painful,old age, sickness, death, sorrow, despair are painful.
There never was and there never will be , nor is there now to be found ,one who is altogether blamed or altogether praised.






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