sn15.2:1.1 At Sāvatthī.
sn15.2:1.2 “Mendicants, this transmigration has no known beginning.
sn15.2:1.3 No first point is found of sentient beings roaming and transmigrating, shrouded by ignorance and fettered by craving.
sn15.2:1.4 Suppose a person was to make the whole earth into clay balls the size of jujube seeds. They’d lay them down, saying:
sn15.2:1.5 ‘This is my father, this is my grandfather.’ The whole earth would run out before that person’s fathers and grandfathers.
sn15.2:1.6 Why is that?
sn15.2:1.7 This transmigration has no known beginning.
sn15.2:1.8 No first point is found of sentient beings roaming and transmigrating, shrouded by ignorance and fettered by craving.
sn15.2:1.9 For such a long time you have undergone suffering, agony, and disaster, swelling the cemeteries.
sn15.2:1.10 This is quite enough for you to become disillusioned, dispassionate, and freed regarding all conditions.”