Profound Wisdom The Buddha and Mahakasyapa's Meet Part III

Welcome back to our channel. Today we will continue explore the concept of the path to health in longevity through diet. In this ancient sea were fish, shrimp, turtles and sea cucumbers roamed where coal and seashells abound the depths and had never been mentioned of horses. Inexplicably an exceptional horse like being known as the Horse King frequently appeared along the shores of a desolate island. This Horse King possessed a pristine white appearance akin to pure savor and so transcending the realms of ordinary existence. When he moved it was as if he rode a palatial cloud and his voice was akin to the Mesmerist. Amid the known creatures of this world such as fish, shrimp and other marine life the presence of a horse was indeed an anomaly. The Horse King's origins were shrouded in mystery. But according to the local folklore there was an intriguing story behind his existence. In ancient times when five hundred ships embarked on a journey across the vast sea in pursuit of treasures Balthasar offered prayers to the sea deities for safe passage. With five experienced shipmasters guiding them he set sail with ample supplies. However as they journeyed across the sea they encountered a fierce tempest that capsized their vessels leaving them stranded on an uncharted island. When expectedly bespied with wisdom, the locked-on, seeming distressed merchants initially extended their assistance and guided them to a city concealed within the island. Their crime, the locked-on women knowing their appearance, had ulterior motives. It is their enticing beauty to ensnare the merchants and subject them to various forms of seduction and manipulation. The merchants, helpless and willed, soon fell victim to these enchanting women. Some even began to weep softly their courage waning as they struggled to resist. The locked-out women had not lured the merchants for kindness sake. Instead they anonymously imprisoned the merchants within the iron city narrow room for its idyllic surroundings. Inside the city walls the merchants were subject to various forms of manipulation and deception as they were gradually led to bond with the locked-on women. Terrified by this ordeal the merchants found themselves in a difficult situation. Yet their resolve remained strong as they sought answers. In a city they encountered a wise merchant, known for his keen intelligence and sharp intuition. This merchant harbored a deep curiosity about the forbidden southern part of the city. With a clandestine yearning to explore the uncharted territory, he concealed his intentions, pondering what secrets might be hidden there. He pondered what lies in that place. When women sleep at night, I must investigate to unravel this mystery. The merchants curiosity lead him to take action one fateful night. As he listened to the symphony of deep slumber that enveloped the city, he sullenly rose and ventured to explore the uncharted part of the city. However his exploration lead to a chilling revelation. As he journeyed through the city's dark alleyways he stumbled upon a disturbing sight. The inhabitants, both ill and deceased, were subjected to unspeakable suffering. Some had been devoured by their fellow merchants with their flesh torn asunder in half. Others, not yet deceased, were in excruciating agony initiated to the point of becoming mere skeletons. Bearing witness to this horrifying tabloid, the heart raced and his buttock trembled. He realized that the people in the city had resorted to plentiful listening to survive. At this moment his ears were assailed by haunting cries. It was the lament of those who had fallen prey to this horrific fate. The merchant found his voice in choking back tears. He made a solemn vow to free the people from this torment. He decided to seize the opportunity when in a moment of compassion, gawking at the gates of the city, a merchant approached the city walls. He was unable to find the city gate. Instead he noticed a towering tree at the city walls. Climbing the tree, he poured over the wall into the city. And what he saw both terrified and astounded him. Inside the city the women who had captivated the merchants were now feasting upon their hapless victims. The cries of the doomed souls mingled with the horrific sounds of gnashing teeth and the slurping of flesh. Witnessing this grotesque spectacle, the merchant was filled with profound sorrow. The city had become a nightmarish realm where the inhabitants, overcome by their base desires, had forsaken their humanity and become monsters. The merchant's heart was heavy. But he knew that he must act to save the suffering souls. The merchant now filled determination descended from a tree and approached the city walls more than sighed. There he confronted a formidable hobstile. The women who had earlier imprisoned them, but they had no power over his resolve. In the Dead of Night in the Spoon's text, the narrative describes a place where people faced dire circumstances. Half of them had fallen prey to malevolent beings, and only a few survivors remained. Initially the benevolent female residents welcomed the newcomers and you even had children with them. These females appeared charming, but they were a reality with leveled imities that consumed both their own offspring and the newcomers. Their hearts were devoid of compassion. In response to their suffering, residents of this place despired to escape, but the inhabitants of the city nearby added to their fear with ominous words. They sought a way to live, and were met with the cryptic response that there was well chances of salvation. A mythical figure known as Xixi appeared on the night of the full moon in April each year. This enigmatic figure had a radiant silver body, a head covered in jet black hair and moved like the wind. When Xixi arrived at the shoreline, they revealed their upper body and spoke to the people Askel who desired to cross the treacherous waters. Xixi offered a safe passage for those in need. To locate Xixi was the only path to salvation. To preserve this secret, the Xixi emphasized the need for secrecy and discouraged discussing it with others as it could put them in danger. In this perilous setting, people within the city were questioning their misfortune. While lamented and shed tears and their cries were filled with sorrow and despair, yet they persisted. As the day of April 15th drew near, one resident secretly shared the information with their fellow survivors, urging them not to let greed or desires for raw lands and wealth distract them. Instead, they should all gather at the shore on the night of the full moon in April and seek salvation from Xixi. The long-canted night finally arrived. The survivors nearby the informer silently made their way to the designated location by the sea. In the moment of darkness, they finally saw Xixi emerging from the sea. Xixi spoke offering salvation to those who wished to cross to the other side. Overwhelmed with joy, the people yelped and prostrated themselves expressing their gratitude to this benevolent figure who had come to their rescue. They eagerly sought to cross the treacherous waters under Xixi's guidance, leaving behind their tales of sorrow and suffering in the hope of a brighter future. We are willing to heed your words, please let us The benevolent figure who can be likened to the compassionate Buddha responded, you must know that before long malevolent beings will approach. They will hold their children and pretend to be imploring you to stay behind. In that moment you must not let greed and attachment cloud your judgment. If you think, then these riches are not mine. I am not truly my own. I need not ask only a single strand of my hair. I would like to safely guide you to a place of refuge. Upon sharing these words, the benevolent figure invited the people to mount their back or hold on to their phone and swiftly traverse to the land like the wind. Just as forewarned, the malevolent beings appeared lamenting and asking why the people chose to leave. They questioned why the people abandoned them and by clinging to the benevolent figure were set to be saved. The people did not waver in their determination to follow the benevolent figure's guidance. Even as the malevolent beings, sorrowful cries filled the air. As a benevolent figure, head the people safely to the shore they proclaimed. This figure is your deliverer. You are the 50 followers and who are like a hundred thousand. Remember that by simply holding a single strand of my hair, you will be saved. Vipassana recites the name of the Buddha with unwavering dedication. Even once that person shall attain enlightenment. If you can recall this, you will all be liberated. In the Buddhist scriptures, the benevolent figure stands as a representation of the compassion guiding those who had lost their way in the path. To liberation, the story conveys a profound message of the importance of relinquishing worldly attachments and desires in the quest for spiritual enlightenment. Just as the benevolent figure saved those who held on to a single strand of hair, it is emphasized that a sincere and faithful recitation of the Buddha's name can lead to spiritual liberation. The narrative underscores the Buddha's compassion and the potential for enlightenment even in the most challenging circumstances. As we conclude our journey through the depths of Buddhist wisdom, the enigmatic city of Lajlai will remind us of the enduring power of ancient teachings on our quest for enlightenment. Just as the residents of this treacherous city found salvation through unwavering faith and relinquishing desires, we too conjure inspiration to navigate the complexities of our lives with wisdom and compassion. The benevolent figure symbolizing the compassionate Buddha serves as a beacon of hope guiding us through the storms of existence towards spiritual liberation. It is remembered that enlightenment is within reach for those who hold on to a single strand of faith and embrace the timeless teachings of Buddhism. Thank you for joining us on this enlightening journey. Thank you till next time.