The Life or Legend of Gaudama, the Buddha of the Burmese (Volume II)Bigandet, Paul Ambroise
Religion
The Life or Legend of Gaudama, the Buddha of the Burmese (Volume II)
Bigandet, Paul Ambroise
Buddhism -- Burma; Burma -- Religion; Gautama Buddha
The first and principal cause that has brought the Society into
disrepute and opened the door to numberless abuses is the total absence
of discernment in the selection of the individuals that seek for an
admittance therein. Every applicant is indiscriminately received as
a member of the brotherhood. No previous examination takes place for
ascertaining the dispositions, capacity, and science of the postulant.
No inquiry is ever made regarding the motives that may have induced
him to forsake the world and take so important a step. His vocation is
exposed to no trial. He has but to present himself and he is sure to
be immediately received, provided he consent to conform exteriorly to
the usual practices of his brethren. No account is taken of his former
conduct. The very fact of his applying to be admitted into the society
of the perfect atones amply for all past irregularities. The only
respectability inherent in the modern Talapoins is that derived from the
sacred yellow dress he wears. It may aptly be said of him that he is
monk by the fact of his wearing the canonical dress. The houses of the
order are, in many instances, filled with worthless individuals totally
unfit for the profession, who have been induced by the basest motives to
enter into them, chiefly by laziness, idleness, and the hope of spending
quietly their time beyond the reach of want, and without being obliged to
work for their livelihood. In confirmation of this, I will mention the
following instance. During the second year of my stay in Burmah, I had
with me, in the capacity of servant, an old stupid native. On a certain
day he gravely told me that he intended to leave my service and become a
Phongyie. I laughed at first at what I considered to be very presumptuous
and impertinent language. The old man, however, kept his word. Having
left my house a few days after our conversation on the subject of his new
vocation, I heard no more of him till it happened a few months after that
I met him in a monastery, attired in the full dress of a Phongyie, and
so proud of his new position that he hardly condescended to put himself
on a footing of equality with his former master.
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