24. Craving · Translation: Bhikkhu Sujato, SuttaCentral
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Manujassa
pamattacārino,
Taṇhā
vaḍḍhati
māluvā
viya;
So
plavatī
hurā
huraṁ,
Phalamicchaṁva
vanasmi
vānaro.
When a man lives heedlessly, craving grows in them like a camel’s foot creeper. They jump from one thing to the next, like a langur greedy for fruit in a forest grove.
Yaṁ
esā
sahate
jammī,
taṇhā
loke
visattikā;
Sokā
tassa
pavaḍḍhanti,
abhivaṭṭhaṁva
bīraṇaṁ.
Whoever is beaten by this wretched craving, this attachment to the world, their sorrow grows, like grass in the rain.
Yo
cetaṁ
sahate
jammiṁ,
taṇhaṁ
loke
duraccayaṁ;
Sokā
tamhā
papatanti,
udabinduva
pokkharā.
But whoever prevails over this wretched craving, so hard to get over in the world, their sorrows fall from them, like a drop from a lotus-leaf.
Taṁ
vo
vadāmi
bhaddaṁ
vo,
yāvantettha
samāgatā;
Taṇhāya
mūlaṁ
khaṇatha,
usīratthova
bīraṇaṁ;
Mā
vo
naḷaṁva
sotova,
māro
bhañji
punappunaṁ.
I say this to you, good people, all those who have gathered here: dig up the root of craving, as you’d dig up grass in search of roots. Don’t let Māra break you again and again, like a stream breaking a reed.
Yathāpi
mūle
anupaddave
daḷhe,
Chinnopi
rukkho
punareva
rūhati;
Evampi
taṇhānusaye
anūhate,
Nibbattatī
dukkhamidaṁ
punappunaṁ.
A tree grows back even when cut down, so long as its roots are strong and undamaged; suffering springs up again and again, so long as the tendency to craving is not pulled out.
Yassa
chattiṁsati
sotā,
manāpasavanā
bhusā;
Mahāvahanti
duddiṭṭhiṁ,
saṅkappā
rāganissitā.
A person of low views in whom the thirty-six streams that flow to pleasure are mighty, is swept away by lustful thoughts.
Savanti
sabbadhi
sotā,
latā
uppajja
tiṭṭhati;
Tañca
disvā
lataṁ
jātaṁ,
mūlaṁ
paññāya
chindatha.
The streams flow everywhere; a weed springs up and remains. Seeing this weed that has been born, cut the root with wisdom.
Saritāni
sinehitāni
ca,
Somanassāni
bhavanti
jantuno;
Te
sātasitā
sukhesino,
Te
ve
jātijarūpagā
narā.
A personage’s joys flow from senses and cravings. Seekers of happiness, bent on pleasure, continue to be reborn and grow old.
Tasiṇāya
purakkhatā
pajā,
Parisappanti
sasova
bandhito;
Saṁyojanasaṅgasattakā,
Dukkhamupenti
punappunaṁ
cirāya.
People governed by thirst, crawl about like a trapped rabbit. Bound and fettered, for a long time they return to pain time and again.
Tasiṇāya
purakkhatā
pajā,
Parisappanti
sasova
bandhito;
Tasmā
tasiṇaṁ
vinodaye,
Ākaṅkhanta
virāgamattano.
People governed by thirst, crawl about like a trapped rabbit. That’s why one who longs for dispassion should dispel thirst.
Yo
nibbanatho
vanādhimutto,
Vanamutto
vanameva
dhāvati;
Taṁ
puggalametha
passatha,
Mutto
bandhanameva
dhāvati.
Unsnarled, they set out for the jungle, then they run right back to the jungle they left behind. Just look at this individual! Freed, they run to bondage.
Na
taṁ
daḷhaṁ
bandhanamāhu
dhīrā,
Yadāyasaṁ
dārujapabbajañca;
Sārattarattā
maṇikuṇḍalesu,
Puttesu
dāresu
ca
yā
apekkhā.
The attentive say that shackle is not strong that’s made of iron, wood, or knots. But obsession with jeweled earrings, concern for your partners and children:
Etaṁ
daḷhaṁ
bandhanamāhu
dhīrā,
Ohārinaṁ
sithilaṁ
duppamuñcaṁ;
Etampi
chetvāna
paribbajanti,
Anapekkhino
kāmasukhaṁ
pahāya.
this, say the attentive, is a strong shackle dragging the indulgent down, hard to escape. Having cut this one too they go forth, unconcerned, having given up sensual pleasures.
Ye
rāgarattānupatanti
sotaṁ,
Sayaṅkataṁ
makkaṭakova
jālaṁ;
Etampi
chetvāna
vajanti
dhīrā,
Anapekkhino
sabbadukkhaṁ
pahāya.
Besotted by lust they fall into the stream, like a spider caught in the web she wove. The attentive proceed, having cut this one too, unconcerned, having given up all suffering.
Muñca
pure
muñca
pacchato,
Majjhe
muñca
bhavassa
pāragū;
Sabbattha
vimuttamānaso,
Na
punaṁ
jātijaraṁ
upehisi.
Let go of the past, let go of the future, let go of the present, having gone beyond rebirth. With your heart freed in every respect, you’ll not come again to rebirth and old age.
Vitakkamathitassa
jantuno,
Tibbarāgassa
subhānupassino;
Bhiyyo
taṇhā
pavaḍḍhati,
Esa
kho
daḷhaṁ
karoti
bandhanaṁ.
For a personage churned by thoughts, very lustful, focusing on beauty, their craving grows and grows, tying them with a stout bond.
Vitakkūpasame
ca
yo
rato,
Asubhaṁ
bhāvayate
sadā
sato;
Esa
kho
byanti
kāhiti,
Esa
checchati
mārabandhanaṁ.
But one who loves to calm their thoughts, developing perception of ugliness, ever mindful, will surely eliminate that craving, cutting off the bonds of Māra.
Niṭṭhaṅgato
asantāsī,
vītataṇho
anaṅgaṇo;
Acchindi
bhavasallāni,
antimoyaṁ
samussayo.
One who is confident, unafraid, rid of craving, free of blemish, having struck down the arrows flying to future lives, this bag of bones is their last.
Vītataṇho
anādāno,
Niruttipadakovido;
Akkharānaṁ
sannipātaṁ,
Jaññā
pubbāparāni
ca;
Sa
ve
“antimasārīro,
Mahāpañño
mahāpuriso”ti
vuccati.
Rid of craving, free of grasping, expert in the definition of terms, knowing the correct structure and sequence of syllables, they are said to be one who bears their final body, one of great wisdom, a great person.
Sabbābhibhū
sabbavidūhamasmi,
Sabbesu
dhammesu
anūpalitto;
Sabbañjaho
taṇhakkhaye
vimutto,
Sayaṁ
abhiññāya
kamuddiseyyaṁ.
I am the vanquisher of all, the knower of all, unsullied in the midst of all things. I’ve given up all, freed in the ending of craving. Since I know for myself, whose follower should I be?
Sabbadānaṁ
dhammadānaṁ
jināti,
Sabbarasaṁ
dhammaraso
jināti;
Sabbaratiṁ
dhammarati
jināti,
Taṇhakkhayo
sabbadukkhaṁ
jināti.
The gift of the teaching surmounts all other gifts; the taste of the teaching surmounts all other tastes; the joy of the teaching surmounts all other joys; the ending of craving surmounts all suffering.
Hananti
bhogā
dummedhaṁ,
no
ca
pāragavesino;
Bhogataṇhāya
dummedho,
hanti
aññeva
attanaṁ.
Riches ruin a simpleton, but not a seeker of the far shore. From craving for wealth, a simpleton ruins themselves and others.
Tiṇadosāni
khettāni,
rāgadosā
ayaṁ
pajā;
Tasmā
hi
vītarāgesu,
dinnaṁ
hoti
mahapphalaṁ.
Weeds are the bane of crops, but greed is these folk’s bane. That’s why a gift to one rid of greed is so very fruitful.
Tiṇadosāni
khettāni,
dosadosā
ayaṁ
pajā;
Tasmā
hi
vītadosesu,
dinnaṁ
hoti
mahapphalaṁ.
Weeds are the bane of crops, but hate is these folk’s bane. That’s why a gift to one rid of hate is so very fruitful.
Tiṇadosāni
khettāni,
mohadosā
ayaṁ
pajā;
Tasmā
hi
vītamohesu,
dinnaṁ
hoti
mahapphalaṁ.
Weeds are the bane of crops, but delusion is these folk’s bane. That’s why a gift to one rid of delusion is so very fruitful.
Tiṇadosāni
khettāni,
icchādosā
ayaṁ
pajā;
Tasmā
hi
vigaticchesu,
dinnaṁ
hoti
mahapphalaṁ.
Taṇhāvaggo
catuvīsatimo.
Weeds are the bane of crops, but desire is these folk’s bane. That’s why a gift to one rid of desire is so very fruitful.
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