苦しみ
中部経典
趣旨一致
中部経典(MN144 §5.6–6.7)
The winds slicing my belly are so severe, like a deft butcher or their apprentice were slicing open a cows’s belly with a sharp meat cleaver. The burning in my body is so severe, it feels like two strong men grabbing a weaker man by the arms to burn and scorch him on a pit of glowing coals. I’m not keeping well, I’m not getting by. The pain is terrible and growing, not fading; its growing is evident, not its fading. “Please don’t commit suicide! Venerable Channa, keep going! We want you to keep