Sakkāya-diṭṭhi: Identity view
Identity view treats a passing quality as a self. The beauty in Eden was given, worn like a fine coat, until the wearer came to feel the coat was his own skin. Once splendor answers the question of what you are, every mirror feeds something that was never standing there, and losing the shine feels like being unmade.
Māna: Conceit
Conceit is the habit of measuring yourself against others. A heart lifts only by comparison: brighter than the traders of the coast, higher than the kings who came to buy. Since the lifting depends on a ladder of other people, the ending fits the beginning, and he is set back down on the same floor as the ones he stood above.
Mada: Intoxication
Mada is the giddiness that comes with beauty, health, or rank. Wisdom did not disappear here, it went crooked: splendor got into it the way wine gets into a steady man, leaving the cleverness intact and the sense of proportion gone. Tyre's shrewdness in trade stayed sharp, and sharpness bent toward self-admiration is what builds a throne in the heart of the seas.
Anicca: Impermanence
Everything assembled comes apart. Splendor rests on trade routes, on favor, on a body in its prime, and each of those is already moving. A house on sand comes down by the nature of the sand under it.
Kamma-vipāka: The ripening of action
Actions carry their fruit inside them. Being cast to the ground arrives as a sentence handed down, and it is at the same time a plain account of what a lifted heart does over years: the height was self-built, and self-built heights lean. A man who keeps leaning further over the rail needs no push.
Saṃvega: The shock that wakes you
Saṃvega is the jolt that turns a person around. Laid out where kings are made to look, he becomes the sight they cannot walk past, and each one sees his own crown in the wreckage. Ruin has one use left, which is to be seen by people still standing.