sn4.19:2.1 Then Māra thought,
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sn4.19:2.2 “The ascetic Gotama is giving a Dhamma talk about extinguishment … and the mendicants are listening well.
sn4.19:2.3 Why don’t I go and pull the wool over their eyes?”
sn4.19:2.4 Then Māra the Wicked manifested in the form of a farmer carrying a large plough on his shoulder. He held a long goad, his hair was messy, he was clad in sunn hemp, and his feet were muddy. He went up to the Buddha and said to him,
sn4.19:2.5 “So, ascetic, did you happen to see any oxen?”
sn4.19:2.6 “But what have you to do with oxen, Wicked One?”
sn4.19:2.7 “Mine alone, ascetic, is the eye, mine are sights, mine is the field of eye contact consciousness.
sn4.19:2.8 Where can you escape me, ascetic?
sn4.19:2.9 Mine alone is the ear …
sn4.19:2.10 nose …
sn4.19:2.11 tongue …
sn4.19:2.12 body …
sn4.19:2.13 mind, mine are ideas, mine is the field of mind contact consciousness.
sn4.19:2.14 Where can you escape me, ascetic?”