Look, if you've had your shit, wipe yourself and get out of here. So far you've been bashing me badly. Now I'll cudgel you, bastard. Take that too. The Lotus Sutra dashed away.
Fields open wide, once the farmers have gone.
Not at all. The lotus smiled so Kashyapa smiled. Please, let be. Things made of clay all fall to bits once soaked by monsoon rains. Even Shakyamuni could never tame Ananda but Kashyapa kicked him out and tamed him.