According to Buddha“There are four horses. The excellent horse moves before the whip touches its back. The good horse runs at the lightest touch. The poor horse doesn’t move till it feels pain. And then there is the very bad horse. It stays still until the whip penetrates its marrow.”
you see i’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
it felt good to be out of the rain
in the desert you can remember your name
’cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain.