Mortification

Перевод: Бхиккху Суджато

So I have heard. [1]

At one time, when he was first awakened, the Buddha was staying in Uruvelā at the root of the goatherd’s banyan tree on the bank of the Nerañjarā River. [2]

Then as he was in private retreat this thought came to his mind,

“I am truly freed from that grueling work! [3]

Thank goodness I’m freed from that pointless grueling work.

Thank goodness I’m freed and have attained awakening.” [4]

And then Māra the Wicked, knowing the Buddha’s train of thought, went up to him and addressed him in verse: [5]

“You’ve left the practice of mortification [6]

by which sons of men purify themselves.

You’re impure, but think yourself pure;

you’ve strayed from the path of purity.”

Then the Buddha, knowing that this was Māra the Wicked, replied to him in verse:

“I realized that it’s pointless;

all that endless mortification [7]

is as futile

as oars and rudder on dry land. [8]

Ethics, immersion, and wisdom:

by developing this path to awakening

I attained ultimate purity.

You’re beaten, terminator!” [9]

Then Māra the Wicked, thinking, “The Buddha knows me! The Holy One knows me!” miserable and sad, vanished right there.

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