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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> 263<br />

Those seven days were real hell for him. He tried to figure it out, but it was impossible to figure it out. If he<br />

says, ”Those who don’t believe in God and are moral still go to heaven,” then the man will say, ”Why believe<br />

in God? Why bother about God at all? Just being moral is enough.” He thought, ”And if I say the people who<br />

don’t believe in God and are moral have to go to hell, then morality loses all relevance. <strong>The</strong>n why be moral? Just<br />

believing in God is enough. Believe in God and live as immorally as possible. Why miss that opportunity?” He<br />

was driving himself crazy, he could not sleep. Continuously he was thinking and consulting books, but there was<br />

no answer coming.<br />

Sunday came; he came a little early to the church to pray to Jesus. ”Help me!” he prayed to Jesus. <strong>The</strong> whole<br />

night he had not slept so while he was praying he fell asleep, and he dreamed a beautiful dream, a very significant<br />

dream. He saw that he was in a train. He asked where the train was going and the other passengers said, ”<strong>The</strong><br />

train is going to heaven.”<br />

He said, ”This is very good! That’s what I wanted to see see with my own eyes. Socrates never believed in<br />

God, but he lived a moral life. Buddha never believed in God, but he lived one of the purest lives. Mahavira<br />

never believed in God, but who can surpass Mahavira in his moral life? If I can find these three people there,<br />

then the question is solved; if I don’t find them there, then too the question is solved.”<br />

<strong>The</strong> train reached heaven; he was very much surprised. Seeing heaven, he could not believe it it looked more<br />

like hell! Of course the board said it was heaven, but it had not been painted, it seems, for centuries. So much<br />

dust had collected, everything was dirty. It looked like a desert: no greenery, no trees, no roses, no lotuses. He<br />

came across a few saints who looked almost dead, somehow dragging themselves. Dust had also gathered on them<br />

as if they had forgotten how to take a bath, as if nobody took baths in heaven.<br />

He asked, ”Is Socrates here? Is Buddha here? Is Mahavira here?”<br />

Those saints said, ”Never heard of these people.”<br />

He rushed to the inquiry office. He inquired, ”Is there a train that goes to hell?”<br />

<strong>The</strong>y said, ”Yes, it is leaving immediately. You can catch it right now.”<br />

And he rushed in the train towards hell, and as hell came closer he was again in for a great surprise: so much<br />

fragrance, so much greenery, so many flowers, so many beautiful birds, and singing and dancing. He said, ”What<br />

is the matter?” And everybody looked so joyous, so radiant. He asked people on the station, ”Is this really hell?<br />

Is this hell?”<br />

<strong>The</strong>y said, ”Yes, this is hell, and nobody can believe this is hell. Since these three people Socrates, Buddha<br />

and Mahavira arrived, everything changed. <strong>The</strong>y have transformed the whole scene. Just the name is hell now<br />

it is really heaven. And the other place is only heaven in name; it has become hell.”<br />

I agree absolutely with the dream. I can visualize that your so-called saints, wherever they are, will create hell.<br />

But if a man like Buddha or Socrates or Mahavira or Jesus or Lao Tzu or Zarathustra is in hell, then hell has to<br />

change. It is not a question of the place; the question is of who is there.<br />

BUT DAY AND NIGHT <strong>THE</strong> MAN WHO IS AWAKE SHINES IN <strong>THE</strong> RADIANCE <strong>OF</strong> <strong>THE</strong> SPIRIT.<br />

You can say hell or heaven... <strong>THE</strong> MAN WHO IS AWAKE SHINES IN <strong>THE</strong> RADIANCE <strong>OF</strong> <strong>THE</strong> SPIRIT.<br />

Wherever he is he creates a new world, he creates a totally new energy. He is an alchemical transformer.<br />

First, don’t be soldiers, be sannyasins, because that is how one day you can become buddhas. Move towards<br />

self-mastery. Use all devices, methods, to become a master of your own self. And then one day, when the mind<br />

has disappeared with all its illusions and you have attained to clarity, when you can see that which is as it is, you<br />

are a buddha. <strong>The</strong>n wherever you are there is paradise.<br />

Enough for today.<br />

<strong>The</strong> Dhammapada: <strong>The</strong> Way of the Buddha, Vol. 11<br />

Chapter 8 Laughter: love, joy, gratitude<br />

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

Question 1<br />

BELOVED MASTER, IS IT ALL A JOKE? BUT I DON’T GET IT.<br />

Vimalkirti, it certainly is a joke, but you cannot get it. You are German, and not only an ordinary German<br />

you are the great-grandchild of the German emperor! Just think of the old man in his grave: he must be tossing<br />

and turning, seeing you in orange, cleaning floors in Pune! What do you think? is it not a joke? Could your<br />

great-grandfather ever have imagined or dreamed that this was going to happen to his own children one day?<br />

Impossible that he would have ever dreamed about it but it has happened.<br />

You have been told for centuries that life is a serious affair; it has become a deep conditioning. Otherwise life<br />

is really a joke. It is playfulness, it is leela. It all depends on how you take it. If you take it seriously it becomes<br />

serious, but then you suffer you suffer from your own idea. Life becomes heavy, it becomes a weight, a mountain

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