The Wisdom of Carrying Dung: A Parable : หน้า 66/130

"That's a lot of dry dung thrown away which will feed my pigs. What if I were to carry it away ?" So he spread out his cloak and collecting the dry dung tied it into a bundle and lifting it on to his head went on. In the after-part of his journey there fell a heavy shower of rain out of season. He, splashed with muck to his nail - tips, bearing his oozing, dripping dung - burden, went on his way. And men seeing him said : - "Gramercy, you must be mad, you must be out of your senses ! How can you tote along that oozing, dripping load of dung, splashed with muck to your nail - tips ?"'" It's you that are mad, you that are out of your senses ; by this my pigs will get food." Even so, methinks, Prince, do you talk, like this dung - carrying simile. Renounce, Prince, this evil set of opinions, renounce them, I say ! Let them not be long a cause of bale and sorrow to you.' 26. 'Even though Master Kassapa says this, I cannot bring myself to renounce this evil set of opinions. King Pasenadi the Kosalan knows me, and so do foreign kings, as holding to the creed and the opinion that there is neither another world, nor rebirth other than of parents by human parentage, nor fruit or result of deeds well or ill-done. If I, Master Kassapa, renounce these opinions, people will say of me : - "How silly is Prince Payasi, how unintelligent, how bad is his grasp of things !"