Chapter 107 The fourth part of the high people twelve

You created people, you superior people!Those who give birth suffer: those who give birth are impure. Ask the women: give birth, not because it makes you happy.It is pain that makes hens cluck and poets sing. O people you created, you have many impurities in your heart.That is because you cannot but be the mothers of your children. A newborn child: O, how many new impurities have come into this world!go away!Those who have given birth should cleanse their souls!