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.
AN OLD MOUNTAIN MAN
The Old Mountain Man, Eating fruit,, Drinking stream,, Dressing grass, Wearing straws... Sitting on solid rock, Lying down on wind-bed, Put the head on cloud. Watching rain on the leaves, Watching moon on the peak. Together with lions, Knowing not if he is or is not.
Saying not two nor one. If two, there will be a duel to death. If one, there won't be any else can live with. And 'tis why two and one after all must be dropped.
Knowing not if there is any way to heaven, any way to hades.
Remembering neither date nor what year. And his age's as old as space.
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