& stink with the stench of carrion, thereâs no way that flies wonât swarm & attack. "On one whose eyes & ears are unguarded, whose senses are unrestrained, flies                  swarm: resolves         dependent on passion. The monk who is putrid, who stinks of the stench of carrion, is far from unbinding. His share is         vexation. Whether he stays in village or wilderness, having gained for himself no tranquility, heâs surrounded by flies. But those who are consummate in virtue, who delight in discernment & calm, pacified, they sleep in ease. No flies settle on them." See also: SN 9:1; SN 9:11; SN 35:202; AN 3:15; Ud 5:5; Sn 4:7 - --> - - - -