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Chapter 4 - Transcendence brings buddhahood
You can talk about God, you can talk about the soul, you can talk about MOKSHA, NIRVANA, you can talk about the vedas, and there will be no misunderstanding, because they are like parrots -- for thousands of years they have been reading those words. Not that they will understand you, but at least they will understand the words. When you say "God," they know its meaning. They don't know the experience, but at least the meaning is known. But when you talk about love, even the meaning is not known. The experience of it is far, far away.
She had just finished her shower when the doorbell rang. Tiptoeing to the front door, shivering in plump, pink nudity, she called, "Who is it?"
"The blind man," came a mournful voice.
So she shrugged and opened the door with one hand while reaching for her purse with the other. When she turned to face the man, he was grinning from ear to ear. And she saw that he was holding a large package in his arms.
"You can see!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah," he nodded happily, "and mighty pretty too. Now, where do you want I should put these blinds?"
The romantic young man sat on the park bench with a first date. He was certain his charming words and manner would win her as they had so many others.
"Some moon out tonight," he cooed. "There certainly is," she agreed. "Some really bright stars in the sky." She nodded.
"Some dew on the grass."
"Some DO!" she said indignantly. "But I am not that sort!"
It is really difficult to talk with Indians about love -- they have never lived the experience.
All that they know is the sexual mechanism, and all that they know is the sexual animality: that is their experience. They cannot understand sex as fun, because sex cannot be fun, only love can be fun.
Love is fun: it is a play, it is playfulness. And at the ultimate peak of love, the same playfulness becomes prayerfulness.
These are the three stages: need, playfulness, prayerfulness. And unless you have experienced love at its ultimate, utmost peak as prayer, you have not really lived your life; you have missed the point.
You say, Mukesh Bharti: Osho - The Goose is Out 50
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