Blinded by sensual pleasure which he freely seeks and steeped in dark ignorance and folly which he mistakes for happiness, he thenceforth knows not himself. Like a wheel that is incessantly whirling, every creature, from ignorance, acts and desire, roves in various states in the world, wandering from one birth to another, ranging from Brahma to a blade of grass, an taking birth again and again now in water, now in earth and now in the sky.