sn.19.3 Saṁyutta Nikāya (Linked Discourses)

A Piece of Flesh

“Just now, reverend, as I was descending from Vulture’s Peak Mountain I saw a piece of flesh flying through the air.
Vultures, crows, and hawks kept chasing it, pecking and clawing
as it screeched in pain. …” …
“That being used to be a bird hunter right here in Rājagaha. …”