THE DHAMMAPADA: THE WAY OF THE BUDDHA, VOL. 9-12 The ...
THE DHAMMAPADA: THE WAY OF THE BUDDHA, VOL. 9-12 The ...
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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> 223<br />
Zarathustra could not become a world religion. <strong>The</strong> followers of Zarathustra are confined to Bombay only. And<br />
they are good people not religious in the ordinary sense, not at all.<br />
Nobody thinks that Parsis are religious; in India nobody thinks them religious. <strong>The</strong>y enjoy eating, they enjoy<br />
beautiful clothes, they enjoy the beautiful things of life, they enjoy beautiful houses... they enjoy everything! And<br />
we have the idea of religion as renunciation.<br />
I can believe Zarathustra coming into the world laughing, but I cannot believe Jesus never laughing, because<br />
to me sadness can never become the source for the search although millions of people go in search of God just<br />
because they are sad. You remember God only when you are unhappy, miserable; when you are in deep anguish<br />
then you remember God, otherwise who cares?<br />
But let me tell you: if you remember God only when you are miserable, your remembrance is not worth anything.<br />
It is almost a complaint; it is not a prayer, it cannot be. You cannot be grateful for being miserable, and prayer<br />
needs to be essentially gratitude.<br />
Buddha says: <strong>THE</strong> SEEKER IS NOT SORRY. He is telling his Bodhisattvas: Go to the people and tell them<br />
that if you don’t drop your being sorry you can never become a real seeker. Seek God out of happiness, seek God<br />
out of joy, seek God because this call of the cuckoo is so beautiful, because the songs of the birds are so joyous,<br />
because the flowers are so ecstatic, because life is such a blessing. Look at the blessing that life is and then go for<br />
the source of it. From where are all these songs and all these flowers and all these stars born? What is the cause<br />
of it all, of this mysterious existence?<br />
Don’t go in search because you are sad, miserable, a failure. If you go with failure in your heart you will be<br />
simply repressing your sadness. You may start smiling, but that smile will be only a painted smile. You can see<br />
the priests smiling, but that smile is not true, it can’t be true. <strong>The</strong>y have never loved life enough for their smile<br />
to be true, they have never lived life enough for their smile to be true. <strong>The</strong>y are escapists, they are afraid of life.<br />
And the people who are afraid of life, their search is wrong from the very beginning. But this misunderstanding<br />
has happened and this misunderstanding has to be dispelled.<br />
A policeman patrolling lovers’ lane late at night shines his flashlight in the window of a car and sees a couple<br />
making love. He taps on the window and says, ”I am next!” In ten minutes he comes by again and the couple is<br />
still making love, so he taps on the window again and says, ”I am next!”<br />
In twenty minutes he comes by again and the couple is still making love. Again he taps on the window and<br />
says, ”I am next. What’s taking you so long anyway?”<br />
<strong>The</strong> man looks up and says, ”Man, I’m really nervous. I’ve never screwed a cop before!”<br />
Misunderstandings and misunderstandings....<br />
Buddhas have been misunderstood so much that whatsoever you think about Jesus, Krishna, Buddha, Lao<br />
Tzu, be very cautious ninety-nine percent of it is going to be a misunderstanding. If you ask me, ”Who are<br />
Christians?” I say ”<strong>The</strong> people who have misunderstood Christ.” If you ask me, ”Who are Buddhists?” I will say,<br />
”<strong>The</strong> people who have misunderstood Buddha.”<br />
Misunderstanding is so easy because if you want to understand a buddha you will have to rise a little higher<br />
to see what he is showing. But if you want to misunderstand you need not move anywhere; wherever you are,<br />
remain there and you can misunderstand. To misunderstand is so comfortable, so cozy. You can misunderstand<br />
without any effort; it requires no change on your part. But it will show in your life.<br />
People go to the temples, but there is no dance in their eyes. Going to the temple and no dance in your feet<br />
and no dance in your eyes then why are you going? What is the point? Why are you wasting your time? People<br />
are praying, but there is no joy, there is no light on their faces. <strong>The</strong>n why are you wasting your time and God’s<br />
time? But one thing is good: that God is utterly deaf deaf to all languages. He listens only to silence, he is<br />
available only to silence. So you can go on praying nobody is listening. It is a monologue.<br />
Martin Buber says that prayer is a dialogue. I say no, unless a prayer is absolutely silent it is not a dialogue.<br />
Martin Buber says a prayer means an I/Thou dialogue. If there is I, then there can be no Thou; these two things<br />
can’t exist together. If there is I and Thou, then the Thou is only a projection and there is no dialogue at all;<br />
it is a monologue. You can believe that somebody is listening nobody is listening. You are simply wasting your<br />
time, your breath. Do something else, anything will be better. Even playing cards will be far better, drinking<br />
Coca-Cola will be far better!<br />
Your prayers are meaningless. You cannot hide the fact. If you move towards God or truth in sadness, in<br />
misery, in some way or other, your life will show it. Truth cannot be repressed.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Gladwells had a baby born without ears. <strong>The</strong>y brought it home and their neighbors, the Petersons, were<br />
preparing to visit it. ”Now, please be careful,” said Mrs. Peterson to her husband. ”Don’t say anything about<br />
the baby not having any ears.”