I reflect on death, realizing that time waits for no one. That’s why I made 'Kathina*’ offerings, robe offerings to monks, while I still could. Any day could be my last. I don’t know when I will pass away, so I rushed to make more merit, realizing that merit is the only thing I can take with me when I die.
We can’t take anything with us when we die, except merit and demerit. We are like puppets; merit and demerit are our puppet masters.
When we do good deeds, merit pulls us up. When we do bad deeds, demerit pushes us down.