sn15.6:2.1 “But sir, is it possible to give a simile?”
BAGIAN 2
sn15.6:2.2 “It’s possible,” said the Buddha.
sn15.6:2.3 “Suppose there was an iron citadel, a league long, a league wide, and a league high, full of mustard seeds pressed into balls.
sn15.6:2.4 And as each century passed someone would remove a single mustard seed.
sn15.6:2.5 By this means the big heap of mustard seeds would be used up before the eon comes to an end.
sn15.6:2.6 That’s how long an eon is.
sn15.6:2.7 And we’ve transmigrated through many such eons, many hundreds, many thousands, many hundreds of thousands.
sn15.6:2.8 Why is that?
sn15.6:2.9 This transmigration has no known beginning. …
sn15.6:2.10 This is quite enough for you to become disillusioned, dispassionate, and freed regarding all conditions.”