18. Stains · Translation: Bhikkhu Sujato, SuttaCentral
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Paṇḍupalāsova
dānisi,
Yamapurisāpi
ca
te
upaṭṭhitā;
Uyyogamukhe
ca
tiṭṭhasi,
Pātheyyampi
ca
te
na
vijjati.
Today you’re like a withered leaf, Yama’s men await you. You stand at the departure gates, yet you have no supplies for the road.
So
karohi
dīpamattano,
Khippaṁ
vāyama
paṇḍito
bhava;
Niddhantamalo
anaṅgaṇo,
Dibbaṁ
ariyabhūmiṁ
upehisi.
Make an island of yourself! Swiftly strive, learn to be wise! Purged of stains, flawless, you’ll go to the heavenly realm of the noble ones.
Upanītavayo
ca
dānisi,
Sampayātosi
yamassa
santikaṁ;
Vāso
te
natthi
antarā,
Pātheyyampi
ca
te
na
vijjati.
You’ve journeyed the stages of life, and now you set out to meet Yama. Along the way there’s nowhere to stay, yet you have no supplies for the road.
So
karohi
dīpamattano,
Khippaṁ
vāyama
paṇḍito
bhava;
Niddhantamalo
anaṅgaṇo,
Na
punaṁ
jātijaraṁ
upehisi.
Make an island of yourself! Swiftly strive, learn to be wise! Purged of stains, flawless, you’ll not come again to rebirth and old age.
Anupubbena
medhāvī,
thokaṁ
thokaṁ
khaṇe
khaṇe;
Kammāro
rajatasseva,
niddhame
malamattano.
A smart person would purge their own stains gradually, bit by bit, moment by moment, like a smith smelting silver.
Ayasāva
malaṁ
samuṭṭhitaṁ,
Tatuṭṭhāya
tameva
khādati;
Evaṁ
atidhonacārinaṁ,
Sāni
kammāni
nayanti
duggatiṁ.
It is the rust born on the iron that eats away the place it arose. And so it is their own deeds that lead the overly-ascetic to a bad place.
Asajjhāyamalā
mantā,
anuṭṭhānamalā
gharā;
Malaṁ
vaṇṇassa
kosajjaṁ,
pamādo
rakkhato
malaṁ.
Not rehearsing is the stain of hymns. The stain of houses is neglect. Laziness is the stain of beauty. A guard’s stain is negligence.
Malitthiyā
duccaritaṁ,
maccheraṁ
dadato
malaṁ;
Malā
ve
pāpakā
dhammā,
asmiṁ
loke
paramhi
ca.
Misconduct is a woman’s stain. A giver’s stain is stinginess. Bad qualities are a stain in this world and the next.
Tato
malā
malataraṁ,
avijjā
paramaṁ
malaṁ;
Etaṁ
malaṁ
pahantvāna,
nimmalā
hotha
bhikkhavo.
But a worse stain than these is ignorance, the worst stain of all. Having given up that stain, be without stains, mendicants!
Sujīvaṁ
ahirikena,
kākasūrena
dhaṁsinā;
Pakkhandinā
pagabbhena,
saṅkiliṭṭhena
jīvitaṁ.
Life is easy for the shameless. With all the rude courage of a crow, they live pushy, rude, and corrupt.
Hirīmatā
ca
dujjīvaṁ,
niccaṁ
sucigavesinā;
Alīnenāppagabbhena,
suddhājīvena
passatā.
Life is hard for the conscientious, always seeking purity, neither clinging nor rude, pure of livelihood and discerning.
Yo
pāṇamatipāteti,
musāvādañca
bhāsati;
Loke
adinnamādiyati,
paradārañca
gacchati.
Take anyone in this world who kills living creatures, speaks falsely, steals, commits adultery,
Surāmerayapānañca,
yo
naro
anuyuñjati;
Idheva
meso
lokasmiṁ,
mūlaṁ
khaṇati
attano.
and indulges in drinking beer and wine. Right here they dig up the root of their own self.
Evaṁ
bho
purisa
jānāhi,
pāpadhammā
asaññatā;
Mā
taṁ
lobho
adhammo
ca,
ciraṁ
dukkhāya
randhayuṁ.
Know this, my man: they are unrestrained and wicked. Don’t let that greed and unrighteousness inflict pain on you for long.
Dadāti
ve
yathāsaddhaṁ,
yathāpasādanaṁ
jano;
Tattha
yo
ca
maṅku
bhavati,
paresaṁ
pānabhojane;
Na
so
divā
vā
rattiṁ
vā,
samādhimadhigacchati.
The people give according to their faith, according to their confidence. If you get upset over that, over others’ food and drink, you’ll not, by day or by night, become immersed in samādhi.
Yassa
cetaṁ
samucchinnaṁ,
mūlaghaccaṁ
samūhataṁ;
Sa
ve
divā
vā
rattiṁ
vā,
samādhimadhigacchati.
Those who have cut that out, dug it up at the root, eradicated it, they will, by day or by night, become immersed in samādhi.
Natthi
rāgasamo
aggi,
natthi
dosasamo
gaho;
Natthi
mohasamaṁ
jālaṁ,
natthi
taṇhāsamā
nadī.
There is no fire like greed, no crime like hate, no net like delusion, no river like craving.
Sudassaṁ
vajjamaññesaṁ,
attano
pana
duddasaṁ;
Paresaṁ
hi
so
vajjāni,
opunāti
yathā
bhusaṁ;
Attano
pana
chādeti,
kaliṁva
kitavā
saṭho.
It’s easy to see the faults of others, hard to see one’s own. For the faults of others are tossed high like hay, while one’s own are hidden, as a cheat hides a bad hand.
Paravajjānupassissa,
niccaṁ
ujjhānasaññino;
Āsavā
tassa
vaḍḍhanti,
ārā
so
āsavakkhayā.
When you look for the flaws of others, always finding fault, your defilements only grow, you’re far from ending defilements.
Ākāseva
padaṁ
natthi,
samaṇo
natthi
bāhire;
Papañcābhiratā
pajā,
nippapañcā
tathāgatā.
In the atmosphere there is no track, there’s no true ascetic outside here. People enjoy proliferation, the Realized Ones are free of proliferation.
Ākāseva
padaṁ
natthi,
samaṇo
natthi
bāhire;
Saṅkhārā
sassatā
natthi,
natthi
buddhānamiñjitaṁ.
Malavaggo
aṭṭhārasamo.
In the atmosphere there is no track, there’s no true ascetic outside here. No conditions last forever, the Awakened Ones are not shaken.
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