At the cost of my life |
I devoted my flesh and blood to establish the Buddhajak Center without the consideration for my own health, so much so that right before it was
completed, I became severely ill.
This time, I nearly died. I had to take refuge in merit at all times in order to survive.
I lived; but if this happened to another old person, I am sure that person would have already ended up in a coffin.
I'm well now, but only as much as an old person can be well. |
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