Golden Kingdom

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Well done.

Well done.

Well done.

Homage to the Blessed One,

the Noble One,

the Perfectly Enlightened One.

Homage to the Blessed One,

the Noble One,

the Perfectly Enlightened One.

Go to the Buddha as my refuge.

Go to the Dhamma as my refuge.

Go to the Sangha as my refuge.

For the second time,

I go to the Buddha as my refuge.

For the second time,

I go to the Dhamma, as my refuge.

For the second time,

I go to the Sangha, as my refuge.

For the third time,

I go to the Buddha as my refuge.

For the third time,

I go to the Dhamma, as my refuge.

I've got some rice for you.

Wait.

Hand me the plates.

Here. Over here.

Spoons.

And the others.

Muse of the robe

to ward off contact with gadflies,

mosquitoes,

wind,

the heat of the sun,

and creeping things.

And also,

I use...

the robe as...

a constant...

covering...

for my...

modesty.

Homage to the Blessed One,

the Noble One,

the Perfectly Enlightened One.

Homage to the Blessed One,

the Noble One,

the Perfectly Enlightened One.

Homage to the Blessed One,

the Noble One,

the Perfectly Enlightened One.

Give me your pillow!

I need it for my castle.

Move your stuff over there.

Move yourself over there!

Stop joking. I'm tired!

Watch this!

I can do it better.

I can...

- Sayadaw's coming!

- Sayadaw!

Homage to the Blessed One,

the Noble One,

the Perfectly Enlightened One.

Ho! Venerable master, how are you?

I'm well! Come in.

I brought a letter for you.

SAYADAW:

Food I brought for you.

Where's your cat?

- Mr. Black? He's inside playing.

- Ah, fine.

Ko Yin, come. Let's bring it in.

Sayadaw, you wished to see me?

Yes.

Please come in.

Ko Yin Witazara,

I must leave.

I have been called to the state capital

to attend to some affairs.

I do not know

how long it will be before I return.

You will be alone, as you were

before you were brought here.

All the Ko Yin are good,

but, you are the best.

You must take care of the others.

Have you understood

what I'm asking of you?

Yes, I understand.

Pull faster!

Come over and help pull!

We have to go and pray soon.

Awadadema, wake up!

Awadadema, wake up!

Homage to the Blessed One,

the Noble One,

the Perfectly Enlightened One.

Homage to the Blessed One,

the Noble One,

the Perfectly Enlightened One.

Go to the Buddha as my refuge.

Go to the Dhamma as my refuge.

Go to the Sangha as my refuge.

It's okay. I'll bring it in.

Wisely reflecting,

I use this food not for fun,

not for pleasure,

not for fattening,

not for beautification,

but only for the maintenance

and nourishment of this body,

for keeping it healthy,

for helping with the Spiritual Life.

Thinking thus, I will allay hunger

without overeating,

so that I may continue

to live blamelessly and at ease.

Now we're tied. One more round!

I undertake the precept to refrain

from destroying living creatures.

I undertake the precept

to refrain from stealing.

I undertake the precept

to refrain from lying.

I undertake the precept to refrain from

intoxicants, which leads to carelessness.

I undertake the precept to

refrain from eating after noon.

I undertake the precept to

refrain from entertainments.

When do you think he will return?

He will return when he can.

Why did he have to leave?

He had something to do.

Why couldn't we go with him?

Because we couldn't! Stop bugging me.

Tell us a story. You know so many.

Let's see.

Once upon a time,

many monkeys lived in Himalaya.

They all lived under a monkey chief.

The chief told them to eat up

all the fruits from the trees

and not to drop any into the river.

One mango, covered by a leaf,

was not seen by the monkeys.

It fell down in the river

and was caught by a laundry man.

The man presented the fruit

to the king of the ancient city.

It was so delicious, the king

wanted to eat more fruits

and sent men to search for the tree.

The king and his men went up

the Ganges River and found the tree.

In the night,

he saw the monkeys eating the fruits.

The king ordered his archers

to shoot the monkeys.

The monkey chief

noticed the archers around their tree.

The monkey chief took a rope in his hand,

tied it around his belly and

jumped to the other side of the river.

The monkeys gave respect to their chief

and walked on his body

as they crossed to safety.

The last monkey was the chiefs rival.

He jumped intentionally

on the backbone of the chief.

He cowardly wanted to kill the chief.

The monkey chief vomited blood.

He fell to the ground.

The king took the monkey chief

to his palace.

The monkey chief said: lam dying.

But I am not afraid.

I am not afraid,

your majesty!

The way I saved my monkeys,

you should also be kind

to your own people.

This is the end of the story.

Hey, where's Wezananda?

I don't know. He's probably outside.

Wezananda!

Wezananda!

Wezananda?

Where could he have gone?

He was here last night.

Is he playing some trick?

I see him!

- Where?

- Where?

I swear I saw him.

Just your imagination.

Wezananda!

Wezananda!

Wezananda!

Wezananda?

Wezananda!

Come and look here!

That is his footprint.

Wezananda!

I'm sorry I hit you so hard the other day!

I promise I won't do it again!

What happened?

It was so delicious.

It smells so sweet.

Wait!

Some jungle spirit tricked Wezananda

into coming here and drinking.

They've done it forever.

We need to watch him to make sure

he doesn't turn into a tiger.

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