{"collection":"Samyutta Nikaya","full_text_available":true,"graph_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/api/page/suttacentral_sn19.10/graph","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/page/suttacentral_sn19.10","id":"suttacentral_sn19.10","license":"CC0","rights_basis":"suttacentral_bilara_data_cc0","source":"suttacentral","source_url":"https://suttacentral.net/sn19.10/en/sujato","summary":null,"tags":["Early Buddhist Texts","Samyutta Nikaya"],"text":"\u201cJust now, reverend, as I was descending from Vulture\u2019s Peak Mountain I saw a man with testicles big as pots flying through the air. When he was walking he had to lift his testicles on to his shoulder. And when he sat down, he sat right on them. Vultures, crows, and hawks kept chasing him, pecking and clawing as he screamed in pain. \u2026\u201d \u2026 \u201cThat being used to be a corrupt village head right here in R\u0101jagaha. \u2026\u201d","title":"Pot Balls","tradition":"Samyutta Nikaya","translated_text":null,"word_count":79}