When there is happiness, it ends. Everything ends. When there are troubles, we seem to think that their ending is a welcome thing. That we were born is something that we can do nothing about. While we are alive, we should try and remember that having a body is not really pleasure or a gift. It is a burden, and there is no relief from that. The one and only resolution is in seeing that we can do nothing about our birth…or death and that we ought to not ask for anything, neither suffering nor freedom from it. As long as we have the capacity to generate a little bit of comfort, we should not ask for more. There is no more. Nothing whatsoever is our call.