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Authentic knowledge of consciousness
comes only through meditation and all else is
just superficial acquaintance
and basically erroneous
because the very source of it is fallacious and poisonous.
243. Love.
Life is a dream so enjoy it;
but do not ask for more because
then you only disturb the dream
and get nothing except a disturbed night.
Be a witness to the dreaming mind
and then there is transcendence:
then you go beyond dreaming and beyond mind itself.
And know well that there is an awakening
below the dreaming mind
which is nothing but just a disturbed dream.
One can get to this below-dreaming state of awakening
through asking for more, desiring more –
as ordinarily we all do.
In a dream Mulla Nasruddin saw himself
being counted out coins
and when there were nine silver pieces in his hand
the invisible donor stopped giving them.
Nasruddin shouted: I must have ten! so loudly
that he woke himself up.
Finding that all the money had disappeared
he closed his eyes again and murmured,
All right, then, give them back –
I will take the nine.
There is also an awakening above the dreaming mind –
the real awakening
in comparison to which man ordinarily is asleep.
One can reach this awakening
through witnessing the dreaming mind –
and unless one reaches it one is not really alive.
244. Love.
The divine is that from which one cannot depart,
and that from which one can depart is not the divine.
So find that from which you have never departed
and cannot ever depart from –
and then laugh at the absurdity of the human mind
and its efforts!
Buddha is still laughing because of that.
Listen!
245. Love.
Why does man suffer?
Man suffers because of his craving,
craving to possess that which cannot be possessed,
and craving to keep things forever with himself
which are essentially impermanent.
And chief among these things is his own ego,
his own persona.
But all things are impermanent.
Except for change itself
everything changes.
Really nothing is
because everything is only a process,
so as soon as one tries to possess anything it slips away.
The possessor himself is slipping away constantly!
Then there is frustration
and then there is suffering.
Know this well,
realize this well and there will be no suffering
because then you have unearthed the root.
246. Love.
The self can never be free –
because the self itself is the bondage.
This is the meaning of the penetrating saying of Jesus:
He that saveth his life shall lose it
and he that loseth his life shall know life abundant.
Or that of Lao Tzu in Tao-te-Ching:
He who humbles himself shall be saved,
he who bends shall be made straight,
and he who empties himself shall be filled.
One is not to make the self free;
rather on the contrary, one has to be free from the self.
The self is nothing but the husk of the seed.
Do not cling to it.
Sings Wu Ming Fu:
The seed that has to grow must lose itself as a seed,
and they that creep may be transformed
through the chrysalis to wings.
Wilt thou then, O mortal, cling to husks
which wrongly seem to you to be the self?
247. Love.
The gates of the temple are wide open
and it is only after thousands of years
that such opportunity comes to this earth.
Know well that they will not remain open forever.
The opportunity can be lost very easily,
and you are still wavering,
and you are still hesitating –
to enter or not to enter,
to be or not to be.
I know that the challenge is great, but I know also
that your being is completely ready to take the jump.
Hence my insistent call for you to come and enter.
And this is not for the first time that I have called you,
nor the first life;
I know you, Bhakti, through so many births!
And soon you will also remember many things.
But not before the jump.
Only your superficial persona is resisting, not you –
and it is expected to resist always
because the moment one takes the plunge
into the unknown
it has to die naturally.
So please do not identify yourself with it;
be a witness to it, and you will be in the jump.
It is time now to die to the old ego
and be reborn to the supreme self!
248. Love.
Logic is not all;
nor is consistency;
because even madness has its own methods,
rationalizations and inner consistencies.