On one occasion, the Buddha said to the monks this:
"No other form do I know, O monks, that so persists in obsessing the mind of a man as the form of a woman. The form of a woman persists in obsessing the mind of a man.
sitting on the stones inside the stream...saw a small fish laying thought dead, the rains must of bought it down carried onto the stone..but could hear the fish staying not ! ... laying there and so hopped down onto another stone in the stream and touched it..FLIP! and so pushed it to the edge and PLOP! into the water he went... and certainly yet another..FLIP! PLOP! :) thanks for hookin'
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Why are clouds actually clouds and not something else?