{"collection":"Khuddaka Nikaya","full_text_available":true,"graph_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/api/page/suttacentral_thag15.1/graph","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/page/suttacentral_thag15.1","id":"suttacentral_thag15.1","license":"CC0","rights_basis":"suttacentral_bilara_data_cc0","source":"suttacentral","source_url":"https://suttacentral.net/thag15.1/en/sujato","summary":null,"tags":["Early Buddhist Texts","Khuddaka Nikaya"],"text":"\u201cMy confidence grew as I heard the teaching, so full of flavor. Dispassion is what was taught, without any grasping at all.\u201d \u201cThere are so many pretty things in this vast territory. They disturb one\u2019s thoughts, it seems to me, attractive, provoking lust. Just as a rain cloud would settle the dust blown up by the wind, so thoughts settle down when seen with wisdom. All conditions are impermanent\u2014 when this is seen with wisdom one grows disillusioned with suffering: this is the path to purity. All conditions are suffering\u2014 when this is seen with wisdom one grows disillusioned with suffering: this is the path to purity. All things are not-self\u2014 when this is seen with wisdom one grows disillusioned with suffering: this is the path to purity.\u201d \u201cThe senior monk  awakened after the Buddha, Ko\u1e47\u1e0da\u00f1\u00f1a, is keenly energetic. He has given up birth and death, and has completed the spiritual journey.\u201d \u201cThere are floods, snares, and strong posts, and a mountain hard to crack; snapping the posts and snares, breaking the mountain so hard to break, crossing over to the far shore, a meditator is freed from M\u0101ra\u2019s bonds. When a mendicant is haughty and fickle, relying on bad friends, they sink down in the great flood, overcome by a wave. But one not restless or fickle, alert, with senses restrained, intelligent, with good friends, makes an end of suffering. With knobbly knees, thin and veiny, eating and drinking in moderation\u2014 this person\u2019s spirit is undaunted. Pestered by flies and mosquitoes in the wilds, the formidable forest, one should mindfully endure, like an elephant at the head of the battle. I don\u2019t long for death; I don\u2019t long for life; I await my time, like a worker waiting for their wages. I don\u2019t long for death; I don\u2019t long for life; I await my time, aware and mindful. I\u2019ve served the Teacher and fulfilled the Buddha\u2019s instructions. The heavy burden is laid down, the leash to existence is eradicated. I\u2019ve attained the goal for the sake of which I went forth from the lay life to homelessness\u2014 what use do I have for prot\u00e9g\u00e9s?\u201d","title":"Ko\u1e47\u1e0da\u00f1\u00f1a Who Understood","tradition":"Khuddaka Nikaya","translated_text":null,"word_count":355}