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Chapter 71b: Beyond the Wall Sermon (Part 2)

Continuing from previously.


Now, let us continue with King Bimbisara’s story. Why were his past relatives lurking around him, waiting for merits to be shared?

The story begins 92 aeons ago. An aeon refers to a vast period of time encompassing the arising and destruction of a universe. For simplicity, we can imagine it as equivalent to billions of years. At that time, the Buddha who appeared in the world was named Phussa. His father was a possessive king called Jayasena, who held the belief that his son, the Buddha, belonged to him alone. He therefore cordoned off the entire monastery, ensuring that Phussa Buddha and his disciples could only visit the palace for alms. No one else had the privilege of serving the Buddha or meeting him.

The princes, ministers, and people were displeased with this arrangement. They devised a scheme to trick King Jayasena into granting the princes a royal favour. When he agreed, the princes sought open access to Phussa Buddha. Unfortunately, the king denied their request, and they were forced to bargain with him. Finally, they reached an agreement: Phussa Buddha would be allowed to meet with the people for three months.

Many affluent members of the royal family were elated to be granted access to Phussa Buddha for three months. They decided to organize an elaborate daily offering of alms to Phussa Buddha and his thousands of disciples, a venture which naturally required immense resources and manpower. Consequently, they tasked the Chief Minister with supervising the entire event. The minister hired 11,000 people, including his own relatives, for various jobs ranging from food preparation to venue decoration.

Unfortunately, some of these relatives saw the event not as an act of devotion, but as an opportunity for profit. They began taking bribes, stealing offerings, and misappropriating funds and resources.

That Chief Minister was to become King Bimbisara in a future life, and those dishonest relatives were the very pretas who later haunted him, waiting for merits to be shared. To be continued….

May all be well and happy.

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