DIE BUT NOT DIE (RELY ON RETRIBUTION) To die is to receive retribution, transforming to suit their own merit and demerit.

DIE BUT NOT DIE
(RELY ON RETRIBUTION) 

To die is to receive retribution,

transforming to suit their own merit and demerit.

would go to heaven or go to vice 

or to become human, depending on the outcome,

their past physical, verbal and mental action.

It's strange on realizing that people 
not interested in death,
not afraid of woe state, still eat and sleep well,
 and yet worldly indulge.
Karm is so bad make people drown in mud
and lose consciousness,
freeing life is so careless, pitiful.

Not able to realize, but still against the monks.
Wrong view is so evil, seeing blade disc
as a lotus flower.
Seeing evil as good, seeing good as evil.
All creatures still enjoy playing,
not awake of would going to woe state.

Like EEHOY, a bad lady,
in front of Chetawan temple door,
in the Buddhist era, show disrespect.
Mokkalana, the monk, insufferable, volunteer to,
flying into the air face to face, still cursing the monks.

Humans are like worms,
in the toilet, eat and sleep comfortably.
Angel, their friend, came down
and said he would take him.
The worm laughed at, and said,
we were fine.

Uttunuta, knowing the state of one's self,
is so important.
Good people realized, therefore
love creating prestige/Palami,
enthusiastic in full of seeking merit,
realizing of having little merit.

To be a good person,
remember that, must having good friends,
leading to the middle path,
the path of saint, happiness, fulfillment and prosperity,
the way of light, the way of Nirvana.

Being a good person must not be careless in life.
Dedicated to meditating and chanting,
enlightening Nirvana to the immortal realm.
The land of happiness, end of suffering,
happiness in infinity.

We are born and die, but our minds are still alive.
It may look like a molting snake.
Or whether we are immortal, who know.
Phra Naksen Arhat accepts whether yes or no.

It is us that the old one has changed,

such as the flame changing every moment.

Or like fresh milk has turned into sour milk.

Sour milk changed to condensed milk.

How changing it is, can't escape the milk.

Curd, condensed milk from original fresh milk.

But both milk must not be fresh milk.

All changed to new milk.

The language of monks is not called immortal,

but it is called Santati, successor.

Immortal is constant,

there is no change because

braking the rule of trinity that is Nirvana.

The immortal, should know, is the self.

Suntati is none-self under the trinity rule.

There is only the Dhammakaya, the self,

free from the main rules.

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