sn12.66:9.1 Suppose there was a bronze goblet of beverage that had a nice color, aroma, and flavor.
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sn12.66:9.2 But it was mixed with poison.
sn12.66:9.3 Then along comes a man struggling in the oppressive heat, weary, thirsty, and parched.
sn12.66:9.4 They’d say to him:
sn12.66:9.5 ‘Here, my man, this bronze goblet of beverage has a nice color, aroma, and flavor.
sn12.66:9.6 But it’s mixed with poison.
sn12.66:9.7 Drink it if you like.
sn12.66:9.8 If you drink it, the color, aroma, and flavor will be appetizing, but it will result in death or deadly pain.’
sn12.66:9.9 He wouldn’t put that beverage down. Hastily, without reflection, he’d drink it,
sn12.66:9.10 resulting in death or deadly pain.
sn12.66:9.11 In the same way, there are ascetics and brahmins of the past …
sn12.66:9.12 future …
sn12.66:9.13 There are ascetics and brahmins in the present who see the things that seem nice and pleasant in the world as permanent, as pleasurable, as self, as healthy, and as safe. Their craving grows.
sn12.66:9.14 As their craving grows, their attachments grow.
sn12.66:9.15 As their attachments grow, their suffering grows.
sn12.66:9.16 And as their suffering grows, they are not freed from rebirth, old age, and death, from sorrow, lamentation, pain, sadness, and distress. They are not freed from suffering, I say.