Thera-apadāna

I found some really interesting texts in the Thera-apadana. These are some of my favorites.

Nimittasaññaka

On Candabhāgā River’s bank,
I dwelt in a hermitage then.
I saw a golden-colored deer,
which was wandering through the woods.
Having pleased my heart in that deer,
I recalled the World’s Best Buddha.
With that same pleasure in my heart,
I recalled the other Buddhas:
“Those Buddhas who have passed away,
Thus-Gone-Ones, while they were living,
in this very same way shined forth,
like golden deer-kings for the heart.”
In the ninety-four aeons since
I obtained that perception then,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
the fruit of perceiving Buddhas.
In the twenty-seventh aeon
hence there was one lord of the earth,
who was named Araññasatta,
a wheel-turning king with great strength.
The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!

Saṇṭhita

I obtained perception of the
Mindful One, seeing a Buddha
gone beneath an Aśvattha tree,
full-grown and brightly shining green.
In the thirty-one aeons since
I obtained that perception then,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
the fruit of perceiving Buddha.
In the thirtieth aeon hence
lived the monarch named Dhanittha,
a wheel-turning king with great strength,
possessor of the seven gems.
The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!

Saññaka

I saw the Teacher’s ragged robe
stuck up in the top of a tree.
Pressing my hands together then
I worshipped that robe made of rags.

In the ninety-two aeons since
I did that good karma back then,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
the fruit of perceiving Buddha.

In the fourth aeon after that
the Kṣhatriyan Dumasāra
was a wheel-turner with great strength,
victorious on all four sides.

The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!

Thus indeed Venerable Saññaka Thera spoke these verses.

Sattāhapabbajita

Honored and revered were the monks
of Vipassi, the Blessed One.
Calamity’d befallen me;
there was a family rift at home.

Entering renunciation
in order to allay my grief,
I spent a week there blissfully,
desiring the Teacher’s teaching.

In the ninety-one aeons since
I went forth a renouncer then,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
the fruit of renunciation.

In the sixty-seventh aeon
hence, there were seven lords of earth
who were all called Sunikkhama,
wheel-turning monarchs with great strength.

The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!

Thus indeed Venerable Sattāhapabbajita Thera spoke these verses.

Parappasādaka

“Who is not pleased after seeing
the Bull, the Best One, the Hero,
the Sage So Great, Victorious One,
the Golden-Colored Sambuddha?

Who is not pleased after seeing
the Buddha’s meditative states,
boundless as the Himalayas,
as hard to cross as the ocean?

Who is not pleased after seeing
the Buddha’s moral discipline,
as boundless as the earth itself,
diverse wreath of forest-flowers?

Who is not pleased after seeing
the knowledge Buddha possesses,
unagitated like the sky,
as unfathomable as space?”

Having extolled the Best Buddha,
Siddhattha, the Unconquered One,
with these four verses when I was
the brahmin whose name was Yena,

I was reborn in no ill-state
for four and ninety aeons thence;
I enjoyed no small quantity
of happiness in good rebirths.

In the ninety-four aeons since
I praised the Leader of the World,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that is the fruit of praising him.

In the fourteenth aeon ago
there were four men named Uggata,
wheel-turning kings with great power,
possessors of the seven gems.

The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!

Thus indeed Venerable Parappasādaka Thera spoke these verses.

Ñāṇathavika

I saw the Ultimate Biped,
shining like a dinner-plate tree,
blazing forth like a tree of lamps,
glittering as though made of gold.

Putting aside my water-pot,
my robes of bark and my ewer,
placing deer-hide on one shoulder,
I then praised him, the Best Buddha:

“Great Sage, shedding the knowledge-light,
which dispels confusion-darkness
produced by the delusion-web,
you’re the One who has Crossed Over.

O Unexcelled One, you lift up
this world in its entirety;
there is not in its whole extent
a simile for your knowledge.

Due to that knowledge, the Buddha
is known as “the Omniscient One.”
Great Hero, I’m worshipping him,
the Unobstructed, All-Knower.”

In the hundred thousand aeons
since I praised the Best of Buddhas,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that’s the fruit of praising knowledge.

My defilements are now burnt up;
all new existence is destroyed.
Like elephants with broken chains,
I am living without constraint.

Being in Best Buddha’s presence
was a very good thing for me.
The three knowledges are attained;
I have done what the Buddha taught!

The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!

Thus indeed Venerable Ñāṇathavika Thera spoke these verses.

Sayampaṭibhāṇiya

“Who is not pleased after seeing
the God of Gods, the Bull of Men,
shining like a dinner-plate tree,
when he’s going along the road?

Who is not pleased after seeing
him shining the light of knowledge,
driving away all the darkness,
ferrying many folks across?

Who is not pleased after seeing
the Leader of the World going
with one hundred thousand masters,
and lifting up many beings?

Who is not pleased after seeing
him beat the drum of the Teaching,
sounding the roar of a lion,
crushing groups of ford-worshippers?

Who is not pleased after seeing
all the gods including Brahmā
come all the way from Brahmā’s world,
asking Buddha subtle questions?

Who is not pleased after seeing
the world with its gods imploring,
both hands pressed together for him,
enjoying merit due to that?

Who is not pleased after seeing
all the people come together,
attending on the Eyeful One?
Invited, he does not waver.

Who is not pleased after seeing
numerous drums bellowing, and
rutting elephants trumpeting,
when he’s entering the city?

Who is not pleased after seeing
the All-Bright One always shining,
and raised spots becoming level,
when he is going on the road?

Who is not pleased after seeing
him instructing every being,
being heard throughout the cosmos,
when the Blessed One is speaking?”

In the hundred thousand aeons
since I praised the Buddha like that,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that is the fruit of praising him.

My defilements are now burnt up;
all new existence is destroyed.
Like elephants with broken chains,
I am living without constraint.

Being in Best Buddha’s presence
was a very good thing for me.
The three knowledges are attained;
I have done what the Buddha taught!

The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!

Thus indeed Venerable Sayampaṭibhāṇiya Thera spoke these verses.

I found another interesting verse.

I saw the Golden Sambuddha,
Bearing the Thirty-two Great Marks
Honored by the monks’ Assembly,
who was leaving the forest then.

Overjoyed I then arranged for
milk-rice served in a bowl of bronze.
Wishing to offer sacrifice
I presented this offering.

The Buddha living at that time,
the World’s Best One, the Bull of Men,
had well-ascended a walkway
in the wind’s path up in the sky.

And having seen that miracle,
marvel making hair stand on end,
placing down that bowl made of bronze,
I worshipped Vipassi right then.

“You are the God, Omniscient One,
over the gods as well as men.
Having taken pity on me,
please accept this food, O Great Sage.”

Discerning what I was thinking,
the Teacher, Great Sage in the World,
the Blessed One, Omniscient One,
the World-Leader, accepted it.

In the ninety-one aeons since
I gave him that alms-food back then,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that is the fruit of some milk-rice.

In the forty-first aeon hence
I was a ruler named Buddha,
a wheel-turner with great power,
possessor of the seven gems.

The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!

Thus indeed Venerable Pāyāsadāyaka Thera spoke these verses.

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I also found more interesting verses

In a dream I saw the Buddha,
the World’s Leader, Siddhattha,
like the rising hundred-rayed sun,
bright but cool like a rayless sun,
the World’s Best, the Bull among Men,
who’d gone into the forest then.
Bringing pleasure to my heart there,
I approached the Well-Gone Buddha.

In the ninety-four aeons since
I obtained that perception then,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
the fruit of perceiving Buddhas.

The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!

Thus indeed Venerable Buddhasaññaka Thera spoke these verses.

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In reading marks and history,
with glosses and ritual law,
I was learned, mantra-knowing,
a master of the three Vedas.

Many students came to me then,
resembling a river stream.
I am teaching mantras to them,
night and day, I am not lazy.

The Sambuddha named Siddhattha
arose in the world at that time.
Having driven out the darkness,
he displayed the light of knowledge.

A certain one of my students
conversed with my other students;
having heard the fact he discussed,
they then announced the fact to me:

“A Buddha’s risen in the world,
an Omniscient One, World-Leader.
The people are turning to him;
we’re not going to get anything.”

“Buddhas are Born Spontaneously,
those Eyeful Ones, Greatly Famed Ones.
Why then don’t I also go see
the Best Buddha, the World-Leader?”

Having taken my deer-leather,
my robes of bark, and water-pot,
departing from my hermitage,
I advised my students like this:

“Like a glomerous fig tree bloom,
and like the rabbit in the moon,
and like the mother’s milk of crows,
a World-Leader’s hard to obtain.

A Buddha’s risen in the world!
Even human birth’s hard to get,
and hearing’s very hard to get,
when both of them occur at once.

A Buddha’s risen in the world!
We’ll get to see him in our lives.
Come, we will now all go into
the Sammāsambuddha’s presence.”

They all were holding water-pots,
and dressed in rough bark and deer-hide.
They, bearing weights of matted hair,
then departed from the forest.

Looking but a plough’s length ahead,
searching for ultimate meaning,
coming like baby elephants,
they were without fear, like lions.

Free of cares and unwavering,
clever and living peacefully,
wandering about for gleaning,
they approached the Best of Buddhas.

When a league and a half was left
to go, illness arose in me.
Remembering the Best Buddha,
I passed away right on the spot.

In the ninety-four aeons since
I obtained that perception then,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
the fruit of perceiving Buddhas.

My defilements are now burnt up;
all new existence is destroyed.
Like elephants with broken chains,
I am living without constraint.

Being in Best Buddha’s presence
was a very good thing for me.
The three knowledges are attained;
I have done what the Buddha taught!

The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!

Thus indeed Venerable Buddhasaññaka Thera spoke these verses.

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I really like the Subhūtittheraapadāna. It clearly shows the benefits of practicing Buddhanusati.

Subhūtittheraapadāna

Close to the Himalayan range
on the mountain called Nisabha
my ashram is very well made,
a well-constructed hall of leaves.

Famed ascetic with matted hair,
Kosiya was my name back then.
Solitary, with no second,
I did live on Nisabha then.

At that time I was not eating
fruits and roots and freshly-picked leaves.
I was always subsisting on
the stuff that fell into my bowl.

I disturbed no mode of living,
giving up my own life itself.
My own heart was satisfied as
I rejected all harmful ways.

Whenever there arose in me
a mind heated up by passion,
reflecting on it by myself,
remaining calm I would tame it:

“You’re aroused in what’s arousing,
you are defiled in what defiles,
you fool yourself in foolish things
so you should leave the forest now.

This is the habitation of
the pure and stainless ascetics.
Do not sully that purity;
you ought to leave the forest now.

Having become a homeless one,
you always get what is fitting.
Don’t you transgress against them both;
you ought to leave the forest now.

The wood left from a funeral pyre
is not made use of anywhere:
in the village or the jungle
it’s not approved as firewood.

You are just like that firebrand,
neither layman nor yet wise man.
Today you’ve departed from both
so you should leave the forest now.

What then would that produce for you?
To what does this give birth for you?
Giving up my practice of faith
results in so much idleness.

The wise are going to despise you
as a householder dislikes dirt.
Sages, having rooted you out
will always cast blame upon you.

The wise ones will speak out against
you leaving the dispensation.
You’ll receive no co-residence;
what are you going to live on then?

A strong elephant will approach
an elephant who’s thrice-rutting,
a tusker sixty years of age
and drive him away from the herd.

Living in exile from the herd
he’s not happy nor is he pleased.
Suffering with his mind depressed,
full of remorse, he will tremble.

Just like that the cruel ascetics
are surely going to throw you out.
Being exiled by them you won’t
feel happiness or pleasure then.

If by day or by night you are
pierced through with the arrow of grief,
then you will burn with pain just like
the tusker exiled from the herd.

Just as a pretty iron tool
is not taken out anywhere,
so you, without moral restraint,
won’t be invited anywhere.

Even if you’re dwelling at home
what are you going to live on there?
You do not have a heap of wealth
from your mother and your father.

Having done hard work by oneself
much sweat flows out of the body.
Thus earning a living at home,
you won’t think it so excellent.”

In that way I carried on there
whenever my mind was defiled.
Making varied Dhamma-speeches
I warded off my evil heart.

While I was living in this way
dwelling so very thoughtfully
fully thirty thousand years passed
in my forest hermitage there.

Seeing my love of thoughtfulness
in seeking for the supreme goal,
Padumuttara the Buddha
then came to the place where I was.

The Bright Hue of Wild Mangosteen,
Incomparable, Unmeasurable,
the Buddha, Unrivaled in Form,
walked back and forth across the sky.

Like a regal sal tree in bloom,
like lightening inside of a cloud,
the Buddha, Peerless in Knowledge,
walked back and forth across the sky.

Not frightened, like the king of beasts;
prideful like an elephant-king;
playful as a tiger-king he
walked back and forth across the sky.

Shining like a coin made of gold
or even like glowing embers,
like a wish-fulfilling gem he
walked back and forth across the sky.

Like Mount Kailās in purity,
like the moon on the fifteenth day,
like the blazing midday sun he
walked back and forth across the sky.

Seeing him walk across the sky
at that time I thought in this way:
“Is this creature some sort of god?
If not, is this one just a man?

I’ve never heard of nor have seen
a man as great as this one seems.
Surely he knows secret mantras;
I think this must be the Teacher.”

Having thought about it like that
I brought pleasure to my own heart.
And I then gathered together
various flowers and perfumes.

Spreading out a seat of flowers
I then spoke these words to Buddha,
Good-Hearted One, the Mind’s Delight,
the Charioteer of Men, the Top:
“O Hero, I’ve spread out this seat
which is a fitting one for you.
Bringing laughter to my own heart
please sit on this seat of flowers.”

The Blessed One did sit down there
unfrightened like a lion-king,
and the Buddha remained a week
on that excellent floral seat.

Worshipping him I stood right there
for all those seven nights and days.
Rising up from meditation
the Teacher, Best One in the World,

declaring my karmic result
then did speak these words to me there:
“Practice Buddha-recollection,
> it’s the supreme meditation.
> Cultivating this mindfulness
> will be fulfilling mentally.
> For thirty thousand aeons you
> will delight in the world of gods.
> Eighty times as the king of gods
> you will exercise divine rule.
> A thousand times you’re going to be
> wheel-turning king of a country.
> And you will have much local rule
> innumerable by counting.
> You’ll experience all of that:
> fruit of Buddha-recollection.
> Transmigrating from birth to birth
> you will receive many riches.
> In wealth never deficiency:
> fruit of Buddha-recollection.
In one hundred thousand aeons,
arising in Okkāka’s clan,
the one whose name is Gotama
will be the Teacher in the world.
Discarding eight hundred million
and many slaves and workers too,
you’ll renounce in the great Teaching
of Gotama the Blessed One.
Satisfying the Sambuddha,
Gotama, the Bull of Śākyas,
you will be known as Subhūti,
a follower of the Teacher.
Seated in the monks’ assembly
he’ll fix you in two foremost spots:
in the group of gift-receivers,
and also of forest-dwellers.”
Having said this, the Sambuddha
who was named for the lotus flower,
the Hero flew into the sky
just like a swan-king in the air.
Thus instructed by the World-Chief
and having praised the Thus-Gone-One,
satisfied I always practiced
supreme Buddha-recollection.
Due to that karma done very well
with intention and firm resolve,
discarding my human body
I went to Tāvatiṁsa then.
Eighty times as the king of gods
I did exercise divine rule,
and too a thousand times I was
a wheel-turning monarch then.
And I did have much local rule
innumerable by counting.
I experienced supreme success:
fruit of Buddha-recollection.
Transmigrating from birth to birth
I did receive many riches.
In wealth never deficiency:
fruit of Buddha-recollection.
In the hundred thousand aeons
since I performed that good karma,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth;
fruit of Buddha-recollection.
The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!
Thus indeed Venerable Subhūti Thera spoke these verses.