This world is burning.

Harmed by contact, it calls disease a ‘self.'

By whatever means it understands (any thing), it becomes otherwise than that.

Becoming otherwise, the world is attached to becoming harmed by existence and yet has excitement in that very existence.

Where there's excitement, there is fear.

What one fears is stressful.

This holy life is lived for the abandoning of existence.

Whatever Ascetics or Brāhmans say that liberation from existence is by means of existence, all of them are not released from existence, I say.

And whatever Ascetics or Brāhmans say that escape from existence is by means of non-existence, all of them have not escaped from existence, I say.

For this stress comes into play in dependence on every gain of material possessions.