Theravāda Vinaya — Mahāvibhaṅga — Pārājikakaṇḍa

intending to steal them before the owners found them.

He became anxious …

“You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

On one occasion a monk saw some goods in a vehicle.

He thought, “If I take them from there, I’ll be expelled.”

So he took them by setting the vehicle in motion.

He became anxious …

“You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

On one occasion a monk seized a piece of meat picked up by a hawk,

intending to give it to the owners.

But the owners accused him, saying,

“You’re not a monastic anymore!”

He became anxious …

“There’s no offense for one who doesn’t intend to steal.”

On one occasion a monk seized a piece of meat picked up by a hawk,

intending to steal it before the owners found out.

The owners accused him, saying,

“You’re not a monastic anymore!”

He became anxious …

“You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

At one time some men made a raft, which they put on the river Aciravatī.

Because the binding ropes snapped, the sticks were scattered about.

Some monks removed them from the water, perceiving them as discarded.

The owners accused those monks, saying,

“You’re not monastics anymore!”

They became anxious …

“There’s no offense for one who perceives something as discarded.”

At one time some men made a raft, which they put on the river Aciravatī.

Because the binding ropes snapped, the sticks were scattered about.

Some monks removed them from the water, intending to steal them before the owners found them.

The owners accused those monks, saying,

“You’re not monastics anymore!”

They became anxious …

“You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

On one occasion a cowherd hung his wrap garment on a tree and went to relieve himself.

A monk thought it had been discarded and took it.

The cowherd accused him, saying,

“You’re not a monastic anymore!”

He became anxious …

“There’s no offense for one who perceives something as discarded.”

On one occasion, a wrap garment that had escaped from the hands of a dyer stuck to a monk’s foot as he was crossing a river.

The monk took hold of it, thinking, “I’ll give it to its owners.”

But the owners accused him, saying,

“You’re not a monastic anymore!”

He became anxious …

“There’s no offense for one who doesn’t intend to steal.”

On one occasion, a wrap garment that had escaped from the hands of a dyer stuck to a monk’s foot as he was crossing a river.

The monk took hold of it, intending to steal it before the owners found it.

The owners accused him, saying,

“You’re not a monastic anymore!”

He became anxious …

“You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

On one occasion a monk saw a pot of ghee and ate it little by little.

He became anxious …

“There’s no offense entailing expulsion,

but there’s an offense of wrong conduct.”

At one time a number of monks made an arrangement and then left, thinking,

“We’ll steal these goods.”

One of them stole the goods.

The others said,

“We’re not expelled.

He who stole them is expelled.”

They told the Buddha.

“You’ve all committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

At one time a number of monks made an arrangement, stole some goods, and shared them out.

Each one of them received a share worth less than five māsaka coins.

They said,

“We’re not expelled.”

They told the Buddha.

“You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

On one occasion when Sāvatthī was short of food, a monk took a handful of rice from a shopkeeper, intending to steal it.

He became anxious …

“You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

On one occasion when Sāvatthī was short of food, a monk stole a handful of mung beans from a shopkeeper, intending to steal it. …

a handful of black gram …

a handful of sesame from a shopkeeper, intending to steal it.

He became anxious …

“You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

At one time in the Dark Wood near Sāvatthī, thieves killed a cow, ate some of the flesh, put the remainder aside, and went away.

Some monks had it offered and ate it, perceiving it as discarded.

The thieves accused those monks, saying,

“You’re not monastics anymore!”

They became anxious …

“There’s no offense for one who perceives something as discarded.”

At one time in the Dark Wood near Sāvatthī, thieves killed a pig, ate some of the flesh, put the remainder aside, and went away.

Some monks had it offered and ate it, perceiving it as discarded.

The thieves accused those monks, saying,

“You’re not monastics anymore!”

They became anxious …

“There’s no offense for one who perceives something as discarded.”

On one occasion a monk went to a meadow and took cut grass worth five māsaka coins, intending to steal it.

He became anxious …

“You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

On one occasion a monk went to a meadow, cut grass worth five māsaka coins, and took it away, intending to steal it.

He became anxious …

“You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

On one occasion some newly-arrived monks shared out the mangoes belonging to the Sangha and ate them.

The resident monks accused those monks, saying,

“You’re not monastics anymore!”

They became anxious …