The moment it becomes knowledge, drop it

Meditation OSHO QUOTES

All knowing becomes knowledge. The moment it becomes knowledge, drop it. It is just like dust gathers on the mirror; every day you have to clean it. On the mirror of your mind dust gathers, dust of experience: it becomes knowledge. Clean it. That’s why every day meditation is needed. Meditation is nothing but cleaning the mirror of your mind. Clean it continuously! If you can clean it every moment of your life, then there is no need to sit separately for meditation.

Question - When we do Gibberish, followed by Silence, are we experiencing the active, then the inactive mind? And is it possible that we can experience the transcendental during the let-go? Can one have moments of consciousness before being totally and irrevocably conscious? Osho: The whole method is managed in the same way you are describing it. Gibberish is to get rid of the active mind, silence to get rid of the inactive mind and let-go is to enter into the transcendental. And don’t think that it is something special, that only special people can do it. You are doing it! – you just have to recognize it. You have to realize the fact of your dignity. The whole society has destroyed you, spoiled you, undermined you, repressed every possibility of your reaching to yourself. And the whole world is against me, because I am doing exactly the opposite: I am trying to bring the individual back into the world, and the world has killed the individual completely. Just today, I have received an invitation from a small commune of friends in New Zealand. They have a beautiful place; they have sent pictures of a river surrounded by an ancient forest, high rising mountains. You can see the whole range of mountains covered with snow. And they wanted me to come and have my commune there. They are ready to make available as much land as possible, but they don’t understand that their government will not allow a dangerous man like me in their country. They should first ask their government before they invite me. The politician is the enemy of man. The politician represents the past, the dead, all the graveyards; and my work is to bring even those who have been long dead out of their graves. They try hard not to come out, but I have my own means – I tell them ”Gibberish, do gibberish, if you cannot do anything else! At least that will prove that you can breathe and then we can go on from there.” And remember, when I am talking about graves, I am talking about you. Before we go into these three stages... Remember, if you are doing something, do it totally; otherwise there is no point in doing it! I will prepare the ground with some laughter – that is always cleansing, strengthening, it makes you aware that if you can laugh you are not dead. Fanny goes to her dentist and complains about a toothache. ”Is it very painful?” asks Doctor Floss, adjusting the chair. ”Yes, it is,” replies Fanny. ”All right, Miss Pringle,” says Floss, turning to his assistant, ”you can can leave us now.” Miss Pringle goes out quietly, and the dentist and his patient are left alone. ”Darling!” says Floss, embracing his patient, ”we can’t go on meeting like this!” ”But why not?” wails Fanny. ”Because,” says Floss, ”you have only got one tooth left!” Fergus Cratchit, the seventy-year-old Scotsman, hobbles into his favorite pub to shoot the breeze with his friends. Fergus has recently married a nineteen-year-old girl, and several of the men at the bar buy him drinks and ask him to tell about his wedding night. ”My youngest son, Kenneth, lifted me onto the bed where my lovely bride was waiting for me,” recounts Fergus. ”And the next morning, my three older sons carried me off the bed.” The men gathered at the bar scratching their heads, and then asked Fergus why it needed three sons to take him off when he needed only one son to put him on. ”It is obvious,” replies Fergus, proudly. ”I fought them!” Now, be ready... Nivedano, the first... (Drumbeat) (Gibberish) Nivedano... (Drumbeat) Absolute silence, close your eyes, no movement of body or mind. Just be at the very being. This. This. This is the very essence of Zen. Just rejoice in it! Nivedano, the second... (Drumbeat) Everybody dies completely. Even if the dead go on breathing, don’t be worried – you be dead! This will give you a taste of the transcendental. Nivedano... (Drumbeat) Everybody comes back to life. Really! It is no laughing matter – you are still dead. Nivedano... a good beat... (Drumbeat) Okay, Maneesha? Yes, Osho.

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