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Verses of the Senior Monks 2.32 The Book of the Twos Chapter Four Sivaka Houses are impermanent— on and on, life after life. I’ve been searching for the house-builder— painful is birth again and again. I’ve seen you, house-builder! You won’t build a house again. Your rafters are all broken, your ridgepole is shattered. My mind is without boundaries: in this very life it will dissipate.