Just a guest.VIETNAMESE TRANSLATE ENGLISH BY=VIETNAMESE BUDDHIST NUN=THICH CHAN TANH.

In this life, We are just earthly guests, the passersby of May, coming with empty hands, walking back and forth empty-handed. Perhaps the only thing we can take with us when we leave this world are the karma and conditions that we have created.

Have  predestined  encounter should be cherished, if they apply themselves to separation smile that was turning to. A few decades of human life, I must reluctantly restrain myself.

We humans, life is not easy, until we close our eyes and hands, everything becomes a fantasy. Cherish the present moments, you will have the full strength to embrace the whole of tomorrow.

Uncertainty, but sure to die!

This world has more than 7 billion people, but few people know you, a person born and raised, if an ordinary person is not a politician, a famous businessman, they just spin around a few people. you and your family. And the rest of  the world  is zero to us. World world life is just that much: wife, children, colleagues. And we consider ourselves the center of the cosmos with those limited relationships, those attachment attachments and the game of gain & loss begins!
We only exist and exist in the minds and eyes of a few dozen surrounding people and a few decades later. This life will then end. But few people look for another way. Mostly the face of fate floating around. Some people are successful and well-off, some fail and miserable, and all are in a short lifetime.

We live to try harder than lose, fight, squeeze… And then when we lie down, A few of our relatives shed tears, or a few hundred people also regret. But just a few days, a few months later ... everything is back to normal .. and I'm completely gone!

What happens after I die?

The day I stopped breathing, people hated me, dancing with joy; people love me, tears well up
- Dong Guan Day… our body lies deep underground. People hate me, look at the grave of joy clearly. People love me, can't help but turn to look one last time.
- Three months later, my body is gradually swollen, stinking, and when I was alive, I hated insects, now maggots are eating the body that I have been fond of all my life, killing my life to provide Give him enough food to eat, wear nice, and put in much money.
- A year later: My body disintegrated ... my grave was raining and blowing ... on my death anniversary, they were happy like festivals, music gatherings, big meals. People hate me, for a long time in the afternoon tea mentioning my name… they were still angry. People love me, when the night is quiet, cry silently cry to find someone to express.
- A few years later: I have no more body, only a few bones left. People who hate me, only vaguely remember my name, they have forgotten my face. Someone who loves me, remembering me is a bit quiet. The hustle and bustle of life gradually fades everything.
- A few tents next year ... my grave is ruined without smoky incense, the coffin where I lay is rotting, only a desolate patch. People who hate me, who have grown old, have forgotten me. Someone who loves me, also continues to walk into the grave.
- To This World ... I have completely turned into nothingness, no one knows I ever existed, friends, colleagues, relatives, a place each, the old, the dead, what I used is lost. , what we leave falls into the hands of others. We strive, more than lose, compete for life, nor can we bring the branches of grass. The money, the inheritance that we try to keep, try our tricks, and plots to have also do not bring a part of fame or vain honor.

What other turn?

In this world, if there are people with discerning wisdom, determined not to accept the fate of the arrangement. Find another way. The path of liberation is the heroic adventurers. Go upstream to find the truth. In the world that is unsustainable perverted things, there will certainly be an eternal way. The path that the great man found 25 centuries ago. The way to liberate samsara!
Look like a bubble,
Look like a bubble !
In contemplating life like that,
Death did not meet.END=NAM MO SHAKYAMUNI BUDDHA.( 3 TIMES ).GOLDEN AMITABHA MONASTERY=VIETNAMESE BUDDHIST NUN=THICH CHAN TANH.AUSTRALIA,SYDNEY.10/10/2020.