"At midnight Hodja heard a lot of commotion outside his window. He wrapped his blanket around himself and went outside to see what was happening. He saw two men fighting and tried to break it up.
Without answering, one of them ripped the blanket off him, and both of them quickly ran away. So poor Hodja walked back into his house anked and reutrned to his bed."What was all the fighting about?" asked his wife."It was over our blanket.
Now that they have got it, they have stopped fighting." (source:internet)
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Existence
Existence is not a problem to be solved, it is a mystery to be lived. A problem is something created by the mind; a mystery is something which is there, not created by the mind.
A problem has an ugliness in it, like disease. A mystery is beautiful. With a problem, immediately a fight arises. You have to solve it; something is wrong, you have to put it right; something is missing, you have to supply the missing link.
With a mystery there is no question like that. The moon arises in the night.... It is not a problem, it is a mystery. You have to live with it. You have to dance with it. . You have to sing with it, or you can be just silent with it.
Something mysterious surrounds you..........(OSHO)
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A problem has an ugliness in it, like disease. A mystery is beautiful. With a problem, immediately a fight arises. You have to solve it; something is wrong, you have to put it right; something is missing, you have to supply the missing link.
With a mystery there is no question like that. The moon arises in the night.... It is not a problem, it is a mystery. You have to live with it. You have to dance with it. . You have to sing with it, or you can be just silent with it.
Something mysterious surrounds you..........(OSHO)
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Nothing
At a court banquet, everyone was sitting according to their rank, waiting for the king to appear. A simply dressed man came in and took a seat above everyone else.
The prime minister demanded that he identify himself.
Are you the adviser of a great king?
"No, I rank above a royal adviser."
Are you a prime minsiter?
"No, I outrank a prime minister."
Are you a king in disguise?
"No, I am above that rank as well."
Then you must be God, the prime minister said sarcastically.
"No, I am above that."
There is nothing above God! shouted the prime minister.
The stranger replied calmly,
"Now you know me. That nothing is me."
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( collected by James Fadiman & Robert Frager)
The prime minister demanded that he identify himself.
Are you the adviser of a great king?
"No, I rank above a royal adviser."
Are you a prime minsiter?
"No, I outrank a prime minister."
Are you a king in disguise?
"No, I am above that rank as well."
Then you must be God, the prime minister said sarcastically.
"No, I am above that."
There is nothing above God! shouted the prime minister.
The stranger replied calmly,
"Now you know me. That nothing is me."
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( collected by James Fadiman & Robert Frager)
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