sn4.22:3.1 “Samiddhi, that’s not the earth shattering.
sn4.22:3.2 That’s Māra the Wicked come to pull the wool over your eyes!
sn4.22:3.3 Go back to that same place, Samiddhi, and meditate, diligent, keen, and resolute.”
sn4.22:3.4 “Yes, sir,” replied Samiddhi. He rose from his seat, bowed, and respectfully circled the Buddha, keeping him on his right, before leaving.
sn4.22:3.5 And for a second time Samiddhi was meditating in that same place, diligent, ardent, and resolute.
sn4.22:3.6 And for a second time he had the same thought …
sn4.22:3.7 and Māra made an earth-shattering noise.
sn4.22:3.9 Then Samiddhi addressed Māra the Wicked in verse: