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I would like more and more writers, poets, film makers to steal as much as they can, because truth is not my property, I am not its owner. let it reach in any way, in anybody's name, in any form, but let it reach. Beyond Psychology#3 Q#2 : Osho

If you really want to know who I am, you have to be as absolutely empty as I am. Then two mirrors will be facing each other, and only emptiness will be mirrored: two mirrors facing each other. But if you have some idea, then you will see your own idea in me."

"Only that which cannot be taken away by death is real. Everything else is unreal, it is made of the same stuff dreams are made of." ~OSHO♥

Friday, 30 April 2010

Live atomically -- moment to moment, and then your life will have a totally different quality.. -OSHO

If the present is just continuous with the past
then it is not present at all.
To be present,
the present must be discontinuous with the past,
only then is it young, fresh and new --
and then it is not a part of time
but is eternity itself.

The now is eternal
but we live in the past or in the future --
which is nothing but a faint echo of the past itself.
our whole activity springs from the past
or for the future --
which is the same thing.
Then the present is false and dead:
and if the present is false then we cannot be real,
and if the present is dead then we cannot be alive.
That is why I insist on living in the present
and dying each moment to the past.

Live atomically -- moment to moment,
and then your life will have a totally different quality --
the quality of the divine.

-OSHO, A Cup of Tea!

Wednesday, 28 April 2010

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Monday, 26 April 2010

Who are you -- the mind? -- the foreign dust? or -- ? -OSHO

One day Lin-chi was asked: What is the essence of meditation?
Lin-chi came right down from his seat
and taking hold of the questioner by the front of his robe,
slapped his face, then let him go.

The questioner, of course, stood there stupefied.

Then Lin-chi laughed and said to him: Why don't you bow?
This woke him from his reverie,
and when he was about to make a bow to the Master
he had his first taste of meditation!

Please read this again and again and again,
and if you do not have the same taste
then slap your face yourself
then laugh and bow down to yourself --
and then you will have the same taste, surely!

The sun is rising high in the sky.
Its light enters the house through an opening.
The dust is seen moving in the ray of light
but the empty space of the room is unmoving.
Now close your eyes and be silent.
Then ask yourself: Who am I --
the moving dust or the unmoving space of the room?
Do not answer intellectually,
because intellectual answers are not answers,
but wait and realize.
Hsu Yun says: The mind is nothing but the foreign dust.
Who are you -- the mind? -- the foreign dust? or -- ?

-OSHO, A Cup of Tea!

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Friday, 23 April 2010

Be Empty & You Will Know! - OSHO

Be empty and you will know.
Be empty and you will be the mirror.
Oh, only total nothingess is capable of knowing all!

I have heard that the nun Chiyono studied for years
and meditated for years on the ultimate questions of existence
but was unable to find the light.
The thinking was filling her so much
that she could not be a passage to the divine.
She was so much filled by herself
that she could not be a host to the divine guest,
and the more she longed for enlightenment
the more far off it was.
But one moonlit night she was carrying an old pail
filled with water
-- and the thing happened!
She was watching the full moon reflected in her pail water
when the bamboo drip that held the pail staves broke.
The pail fell all apart,
the water rushed out,
the moon's reflection disappeared --
and with it disappeared Chiyono herself.
She was not -- but the enlightenment was there!

She wrote this verse:
This way and that way
I tried to keep the pail together
hoping the weak bamboo
would never break.
But suddenly the bottom fell out:
no more water
no more moon in the water --
and emptiness in my hand!

-OSHO, A Cup of Tea!

Thursday, 22 April 2010

Are You Really Aware Of What Anger Is? -OSHO

Are you really aware of what anger is?
Are you really aware of it when it is present?
I ask these questions
because man is never present in the present.
Man lives in the past
and only becomes aware of anything
when it has become a part of memory.

One becomes aware of anger and sadness
only when they are all over,
and then awareness is just pseudo-awareness;
it is not awareness but remembering
and remembering leads nowhere
because it is running in a circle.
Then one can fight with anger
but can never understand it,
and fighting with anger is anger --
of course more subtle
and therefore more strong and more poisonous.

So do not think about anger or sadness or happiness
and do not misunderstand remembering them as an awareness
but be aware when anger is present.
Be totally conscious of it,
live it consciously and do not escape from it
and then you will know what it is.
To understand it is to transcend it.
Then you will find a silence descending on you
which passes all understanding.

-OSHO, A Cup of Tea

Tuesday, 20 April 2010

Do Not Imitate Anyone - OSHO

Do not imitate anyone,
do not follow anyone,
otherwise you will be just a pseudo existence --
and that is worse than suicide.
and only then can you be responsible
and authentic
and real.
But ordinarily everyone is just secondhand and
and that makes everything ugly.

Mulla Nasrudin went to a mosque and sat down.
His shirt was rather short
and the man behind him pulled it lower,
thinking it looked unseemly.
Nasrudin immediately pulled the shirt of the man in front of him.
What are you doing? asked the man in front.
Don't ask me. Ask the man behind -- he started it,
said Nasrudin.

Thursday, 15 April 2010

Life is a dream so enjoy it; but do not ask for more because..... -OSHO

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 Nasrudin saw himself being counted out coins
and when there were nine silver pieces in his hand
the invisible donor stopped giving them.
Nasrudin 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 get to this awakening
through witnessing the dreaming mind --
and unless one gets to it one is not really alive.

-OSHO, A Cup of Tea

Tuesday, 13 April 2010

Love. Go on discarding: not this, not this (NETI, NETI) ... then is the EXPLOSION -OSHO

Go on discarding: not this, not this (NETI, NETI).
and ultimately when nothing remains to be
discarded --
then is the explosion.
Do not cling to anything, to any thought.

Go on and on until the nothingness.

I have heard about a little boy Toyo and his meditations.
He was only twelve years old
but he wanted to be given something to ponder, to
meditate on,
so one evening he went to Mokurai, the Zen master,
struck the gong softly to announce his presence,
and sat before the master in respectful silence.
Finally the master said: Toyo, show me the sound of
two hands.
Toyo clapped his hands.
Good, said the master.
Now show me the sound of one hand clapping.
Toyo was silent.
Finally he bowed and left to meditate on the

The next night he returned and struck the gong with
one palm.
That is not right, said the master.
The next night Toyo returned and played geisha
music with one hand.
That is not right, said the master.
And again and again Toyo returned with some answer
but the master said again and again, That is not

For nights Toyo tried new sounds
but each and every answer was rejected.
The question itself was absurd so no answer could be right.
And when on the eleventh night Toyo came
and before he spoke anything the master said:
That is still not right!
-- then he stopped coming to the master.

For a year he thought of every possible sound
and discarded them all,
and when there was nothing left to be discarded any more
he exploded into enlightenment.

When he was no more he returned to the master
and without striking the gong he sat down and bowed.
He was not saying anything
and there was silence.
Then the master said: So you have heard the sound
without sound!

-OSHO, A Cup of Tea!

Sunday, 11 April 2010

I am just myself. And I have no interpretation about myself, and there is no need. -OSHO

"I am just myself. And I have no interpretation about myself, and there is no need. I am simply delighted in being myself! -- whatsoever that means. I am happy in being myself."


You don't know who you are.
If you had known, then there would have been no problem -- then you are not seeking opinions; then you are not worried what others say about you.

It is irrelevant! In fact, nobody ever says anything about you -- whenever people say something about you, they are saying it about themselves.

One day it happened: I was in Jaipur and a man came in the morning to see me, and he said, "You are divine."

I said, "You are right!"

He was sitting there and another man came and he was very much against me, and then he said, "You are almost devilish."

I said, "You are right!"

The first man became a little worried. He said, "What do you mean? You told me also, 'You are right,' and you say to this man also, 'You are right' -- we can't be both right."

I told him, "Not only two -- millions of people can be right about me, because whatsoever they say about me they say about themselves. How can they know me?

It is impossible -- they have not even known themselves yet. Whatsoever they say is their interpretation. "

So the man said, "Then who are you? If this is my interpretation that you are divine, and this is his interpretation that you are evil, then who are you?"

I said, "I am just myself. And I have no interpretation about myself, and there is no need. I am simply delighted in being myself! -- whatsoever that means. I am happy in being myself."

Nobody can say anything about you. Whatsoever people say is about themselves. But you become very shaky, because you are still clinging to a false center. That false center depends on others, so you are always looking to what people are saying about you.

And you are always following other people, you are always trying to satisfy them. You are always trying to be respectable. You are always trying to decorate your ego. This is suicidal.

Rather than being disturbed by what others say, you should start looking inside yourself. To know the real Self is not so cheap. But people are always hankering for cheap things.


Thanks to OSHO Aakash Krishna for posting this note on FaceBook.
Read more of his notes at:!/notes.php?id=1131454319

Saturday, 10 April 2010

Man Goes on Dreaming and Desiring and in the End all that Remains is Ashes... OSHO

Man goes on dreaming and desiring
but basically remains where he is.
and in the end
nothing but ashes of his dreams and desires are in
his hands --
and of course tears in his eyes.

Panchatantra has a beautiful story:
In a certain town lived a Brahmin named Seedy
who got some barley meal by begging,
ate a portion,
and filled a jar with the remainder.
This jar he hung on a peg one night,
placed his cot beneath it
and fixing his gaze on the jar
fell into a hypnotic reverie.
Well here is a jar of barley meal, he thought.
Now if famine comes
a hundred rupees will come out of it.
With that sum I will get two she-goats.
Every six months they will bear two more she-goats.
After goats, cows.
When the cows calve I will sell the calves.
After cows, buffalos.
After buffalos, mares.
From the mares I shall get plenty of horses.
The sale of these will mean plenty of gold.
The gold will buy a great house with an inner court.
Then someone will come to my house
and offer his lovely daughter with a dowry.
She will bear a son whom I shall call Moonlord.
When he is old enough to ride on my knee I will
take a book,
sit on the stable roof and think.
Just then Moonlord will see me,
will jump from his mother's lap in his eagerness to
ride on my knee
and will go too near the horses.
Then I shall get angry and tell my wife to take the boy
but she will be too busy with her chores
and will not pay attention to what I say.
Then I will get up and kick her!

Being sunk in his hypnotic dream
he let fly such a kick that he smashed the jar
and the barley meal it contained turned him white
all over.

-OSHO, A Cup of Tea!

Friday, 9 April 2010

The problem of life is not philosophical, it is existential.-OSHO

The problem of life is not philosophical,
it is existential.
You cannot solve it from the outside;
you cannot just be a spectator to it --
you are in it -- you ARE IT.

And moreover, what is philosophy?
At the worst a linguistic misunderstanding,
or at best a linguistic analysis.
And even at its best it leads nowhere
because the problem is existential
and it cannot be solved through language analysis
and grammar.

One dark night a dervish was passing a dry well
when he heard a cry for help from below.
What is the matter? he called down.
I am a grammarian,
and I have unfortunately fallen,
due to my ignorance of the path, into this deep well,
in which I am now all but immobilized, responded the other.
Hold, friend, and I'll fetch a ladder and a rope,
said the dervish.

One moment please! said the grammarian.
Your grammar and diction are faulty.
Be good enough to amend them.
If that is so much more important than the essentials,
shouted the dervish, you had best stay where you are
until I have learned to speak properly.
And he went his way.

-OSHO, A Cup of Tea

Thursday, 8 April 2010

Do not think of others and waste your time - OSHO

Do not think of others and waste your time;
really, that is a subtle and cunning way of the mind
to escape from itself.

Once a monk asked Ummon:
Sir, you always say that Buddhism helps us in every
possible way,
but how can it help the blind, the deaf or the dumb?
The blind cannot see the teacher's staff that is
raised before them,
the deaf cannot hear the teacher's words, no matter
how wise,
the dumb cannot ask their questions or speak
their understanding:
so since we cannot help these people
how can we say that Buddhism helps in every
possible way?
What good is it?
Ummon just remained silent for a while
and then abruptly poked at the questioner with his stick.
The monk of course jumped back.
Ah! said Ummon. I see you are not blind!
Then he told the monk to come forward, which he did.
Ah-ha! said Ummon. I see you are not deaf!
Then he asked the monk
if he understood what all this to-do was about.
The monk said he did not.
Ah-ha! said Ummon. I see you are not dumb!

Tuesday, 6 April 2010

Reason Is Not Enough - OSHO

Reason is not enough;
it is necessary but not enough.
The beyond must be remembered -- and always,
because reason in itself is destructive;
alone, it is nothing but a cutting weapon.
It creates a man anti-all and pro-nothing.
It creates absolutely negative minds which can criticize
but cannot create,
because reason has no healing force within itself;
it is only a tiny part and not the whole of life
amd the healing force is always with the whole.

-OSHO, A Cup Of Tea.

Saturday, 3 April 2010

Looking at the Sunset ... U R The Sunset - OSHO

Looking at a sunset, just for a second you forget your separateness: you are the sunset. That is the moment when you feel the beauty of it. But the moment you say that it is a beautiful sunset, you are no longer feeling it; you have come back to your separate, enclosed entity of the ego. Now the mind is speaking. And this is one of the mysteries, that the mind can speak, and knows nothing; and the heart knows everything, and cannot speak."