|I'm here to help you! - Then why do you have a sword? - To cut your vine. - Go away!|
|Let me climb and embrace you.|
It sprang soft tendril-arms and took hold of the base of the tree. The tree sighed at the embrace. As the vine began to grow, its sweet fragrance perfuming the base of the tree as its tendrils extended and it began to climb.
At that time the spirits of the other ancient trees, dryads, came to pay their final respects to the elder tree. "It has been nice knowing you, sir tree!" they said.
The elder tree grimaced and wondered why they spoke such insolence in such a kind and respectful manner, as if mocking him.
"I am a grand old tree; moreover, I have have this gorgeous vine which I wear like a colorful robe over my old bark. What reason have they to speak to me in such a way?"
Day and night, in a solemn procession, the tree spirits came by and paid their condolences until finally the elder could take it no more. The vine had climbed all the way to the top and was beginning to enfold its canopy.
|Let me enwrap you.|
The venerable tree spirit looked surprised, "Why surely you know why we have all come, each in our turn, to bid you farewell and speak of our affection?"
"But I am still here! I'm not going anywhere! What have I done that you should all turn on me?"
"Friend, do you not know hat will happen when this vine you wear like a charm enfolds your canopy?"
"It will look all the more gorgeous as I support it with its soft tendril-embrace about my great trunk!"
"'Then what' what? I will wear it like a beautiful gown, a magnificent, multi-colored robe!"
"Then it will weigh you down until you snap, your old, brittle body unable to support the weight of its clinging any longer."
"Ahh!" the elder tree gasped, suddenly understanding its predicament. "Then I will ask this vine to climb down!"
"Good luck with that request," the venerable spirit said full of compassion as it turned and went off into the grove.
Just so does the tender touch of sensuality delight one...until, clinging and unable to let go, it eventually fells one by its weight.
|Let's have sex? - No, let's just wrap like a vine and a tree. - OK, that's intimate, too.|
|World's tallest tree, CA|
“They still have mental defilements, which is why they have to be kept under control.”
If Ajahn Fuang were teaching monks, he’d say: “Women are like vines. At first they seem so delicate and soft, but if you let them grow on you, they cling and curl up around you until they have you all tied up and finally bring you down.”
She asked Ajahn Fuang for advice, and he told her: “Ask yourself, do you want to live inside the noose or out?” As a result, she decided she’d rather stay out of the noose. More
Jerri Blank (Amy Sedaris) never learned morals on Strangers With Candy, but there were a lot of fun times. Like all "after school specials," every episode climaxed in a tidy life lesson. lol
|Dryads (devas) live in trees.|
They're easy to do -- things no good and of no use to oneself. What is useful and good is really harder than hard to do.
- *Certain reeds of the bamboo plant family perish immediately after producing fruit.
(166) Let one not neglect one's own welfare because of [or even for the sake of] another, however great. Clearly understanding one's own welfare, let one be intent upon the good.
|The bigger our trees the better!|
If this sticky and wretched craving overcomes one in the world, one's sorrows grow like wild grass following a rain.
But if in the world one overcomes this wretched craving, so hard to escape, sorrows roll off one like beads of water off a lotus flower.