The Buddha is like a wise physician skilled and experienced staff that knows how to prepare medicine to treat any disease. He has many sons, and one day he went to a distant country to take care of some business. After he went off the children drank a poison that makes them yearns with pain and makes them fall to the ground in agony. At that time the father returns home and discovers that the children drank the poison. Some are completely out of his mind, while others are not.
Seeing his father who has returned from afar, all children are happy, they kneel and call upon him: "What we're happy you're back safe and sound. We were stupid and by mistake drank some poison. Please cure us and let us live again! "
The father, seeing the children suffer so, prepare various recipes, collect medicinal herbs good, all perfect in color, with a pleasant flavor in the flavoring, the grinding, sieving and the mix together. It gives a dose to their children telling them "This is a very effective medicine, perfect in color, with a pleasant flavor in the flavoring. Take it and you will be healed from your pain and free from any disease. "
Children who have not lost his mind understand that this is a good medicine, take it and heal the ills suffered by all. Those who are no longer themselves are equally pleased to see his father who came back and implored him to cure them but when they are given medicine refuse to take it, because the poison has penetrated deeply to them have lost his senses.
Then the father thinks to himself:
"These children have the wrong ideas because of intoxication and do not accept the remedy, I must come up with a gimmick"
Having thought long and has an idea and tells them: "Know that now I'm old and weary hour of my death has come. Now leave here this good medicine. Take it and you will heal. "
After giving these instructions are going to another country from which sends a message that announces, "Your father is dead." The children, feeling that their father is dead abandoned, they feel an immense pain and think, "If our father were alive he would have mercy on us and protects us. But now he has left us and died in some faraway land. We are orphans, helpless, and we have no one to depend on. " Constantly tormented by these thoughts at the end in itself and return the children understand that in fact the medicine is excellent for color, aroma and flavor. So drink it and recover from all the pain. The father, hearing that i figli sono guariti, torna immediatamente a casa e riappare davanti a loro.
Uomini devoti, qual è la vostra opinione? Si può affermare che questo bravo medico sia colpevole di menzogna?
- No, Onorato dal mondo. -
Lo stesso vale per me, disse il Buddha. Sono trascorsi miliardi di Kalpa da quando ottenni la buddhità ma utilizzando il potere degli espedienti annuncio la mia estinzione.
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