{"collection":"Khuddaka Nikaya","full_text_available":true,"graph_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/api/page/suttacentral_snp1.1/graph","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/page/suttacentral_snp1.1","id":"suttacentral_snp1.1","license":"CC0","rights_basis":"suttacentral_bilara_data_cc0","source":"suttacentral","source_url":"https://suttacentral.net/snp1.1/en/sujato","summary":null,"tags":["Early Buddhist Texts","Khuddaka Nikaya"],"text":"When anger surges, they drive it out, as with medicine a cobra\u2019s spreading venom. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. They\u2019ve cut off greed entirely, like a lotus plucked flower and stalk. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. They\u2019ve cut off craving entirely, drying up that swift-flowing stream. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. They\u2019ve swept away conceit entirely, as a fragile bridge of reeds by a great flood. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. In future lives they find no worth, as an inspector of fig trees finds no flower. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. They hide no anger within, passed beyond any kind of existence. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. Their mental vibrations are cleared away, internally clipped off entirely. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. They have not run too far nor run back, but have gone beyond all this proliferation. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. They have not run too far nor run back, for they know that nothing in the world <j>is what it seems. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. They have not run too far nor run back, knowing nothing is what it seems, free of greed. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. They have not run too far nor run back, knowing nothing is what it seems, free of lust. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. They have not run too far nor run back, knowing nothing is what it seems, free of hate. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. They have not run too far nor run back, knowing nothing is what it seems, free of delusion. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. They have no underlying tendencies at all, and are rid of unskillful roots, Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. They have nothing born of distress at all to make them to return to the near shore. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. No snarl grows in them at all, that would shackle them to a new life. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin. They\u2019ve given up the five hindrances, untroubled, rid of indecision, free of thorns. Such a mendicant sheds the near shore and the far, as a serpent its old worn-out skin.","title":"The Serpent","tradition":"Khuddaka Nikaya","translated_text":null,"word_count":544}