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<strong>THE</strong> <strong>DHAMMAPADA</strong>: <strong>THE</strong> <strong>WAY</strong> <strong>OF</strong> <strong>THE</strong> <strong>BUDDHA</strong>, <strong>VOL</strong>. 9-<strong>12</strong> 165<br />

DELIGHT IN MEDITATION AND IN SOLITUDE. COMPOSE YOURSELF, BE HAPPY. YOU ARE A<br />

SEEKER.<br />

Enough for today.<br />

<strong>The</strong> Dhammapada: <strong>The</strong> Way of the Buddha, Vole 10<br />

Chapter 10 Love is its own reward<br />

<strong>The</strong> first question:<br />

Question 1<br />

BELOVED MASTER, WHY DO I TAKE MYSELF AND EVERYTHING SO SERIOUSLY?<br />

Prembodhi, the ego can exist only if you take yourself and everything seriously. Nothing kills the ego like<br />

playfulness, like laughter. When you start taking life as fun, the ego has to die, it cannot exist anymore. Ego is<br />

illness; it needs an atmosphere of sadness to exist. Seriousness creates the sadness in you. Sadness is a necessary<br />

soil for the ego. Hence your saints are so serious, for the simple reason that they are the most egoistic people<br />

on the earth. <strong>The</strong>y may be trying to be humble, but they are very proud of their humbleness. <strong>The</strong>y take their<br />

humbleness very seriously.<br />

<strong>The</strong> real saint cannot be serious. <strong>The</strong> really religious person has to be a celebrant. Just look around... look<br />

at the trees are they serious? Look at the birds, listen to them are they serious? Look at the stars, the moon,<br />

the sun are they serious? Existence is utterly nonserious; it goes on dancing. It is an eternal celebration, it is a<br />

festivity.<br />

Only man is serious, because only man has been trying to create a separation between himself and existence.<br />

He doesn’t want to be part of the whole, because then he disappears. He wants his own identity, his own name,<br />

his own form, his definition. Even if it creates misery it is okay, even if he has to live in hell he is ready for it.<br />

Once George Bernard Shaw was asked where he would like to go after he dies to hell or to heaven. He said,<br />

”Wherever I can be the first, I don’t want to be the second” and in heaven there is no chance to be the first,<br />

because so many saints have already reached there: Jesus and Zarathustra and Mahavira and Buddha. Who will<br />

take note of poor George Bernard Shaw? He is willing to go to hell if he can be the first there.<br />

Ego wants to be the first, ego wants to put everybody below itself; hence it takes itself seriously. Hence it is<br />

perfectionist: it demands perfection, which is impossible. Nobody is perfect; nobody can exist for a single moment<br />

if he is perfect. Imperfection is the way of life, because it is possible to grow only if you are imperfect. If you<br />

are perfect there is no more growth, no more evolution. If you are perfect you are stuck. Perfection means death;<br />

imperfection means flow, growth, movement, dynamism.<br />

<strong>The</strong> ego demands perfection of oneself and of others too. It asks for the impossible, and because the impossible<br />

cannot be achieved it can go on living. It is not happy with the ordinary; it wants the extraordinary, and life<br />

consists only of the ordinary. But the ordinary is beautiful, the ordinary is exquisite. <strong>The</strong>re is no need of anything<br />

extraordinary. <strong>The</strong> ordinary life is sacred, but the ego condemns it as mundane. It demands extraordinary life.<br />

Hence all the religions go on inventing stories about their founders which are all untrue: Moses separating the<br />

sea, Jesus walking on the water... all these stories are inventions, lies, created by the followers just to prove that<br />

their master is extraordinary; he is not an ordinary human being.<br />

In fact, the truth is that you cannot find a more ordinary human being than Buddha, Mahavira, Jesus, Moses,<br />

Zarathustra, Lao Tzu. <strong>The</strong>y are so simple! <strong>The</strong>y have accepted themselves as they are. <strong>The</strong>y live in suchness,<br />

in tathata. <strong>The</strong>y don’t hanker for any perfection. <strong>The</strong>y are perfectly at ease with the imperfect world, utterly<br />

contented with it. And they don’t take themselves so seriously that they have to attain to great heights, great<br />

peaks, that they have to surpass everybody. <strong>The</strong>y are not insane! <strong>The</strong>y are beautiful people, and their beauty<br />

consists in having accepted the ordinary as the extraordinary, the mundane as sacred.<br />

Prembodhi, you ask, ”Why do I take myself and everything so seriously?”<br />

Everybody takes himself and others seriously. That’s the way of the ego to exist. Start being a little more<br />

playful and you will see ego evaporating. Take life nonseriously, as a joke yes, as a cosmic joke. Laugh a little<br />

more.<br />

Laughter is far more significant than prayer. Prayer may not destroy your ego; on the contrary, it may make<br />

it holy, pious, but laughter certainly destroys your ego. When you are really in a state of laughter, have you<br />

observed? the ego disappears for a moment. You are again a child, giggling. Again you have forgotten that you<br />

are special. You are no longer serious; for a moment you have removed your fixation.<br />

That’s why I love jokes they are poison to your ego! You would like me to talk about serious things: astral<br />

planes and how many bodies men have, seven or nine, and how many chakras. And every day there are questions<br />

esoteric, occult. <strong>The</strong>se are the serious people. <strong>The</strong>y have fallen in a wrong company!

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