Consider the Buddhist Monk sequestered in a monastery, following a strict regime throughout the day, slowing finding his way to enlightenment isolated from the affairs of the world.
And then consider this poem by Ikkyu:
A Woman's Sex
It has the original mouth but remains wordless;
It is surrounded by a magnificent mound of hair.
Sentient beings can get completely lost in it
But it is also the birthplace of all the Buddhas of the ten thousand worlds.
Why is this Buddhist monk writing of such things? Or consider the following.
A Man's Root:
(A fundoshi is a type of loose-fitting underwear once worn by Japanese men.)
Eight inches? Is this guy for real?