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Chapter 5 - Perfectly imperfect
Very pragmatic!
Sam told his wife, Becky, that because of inflation they had to cut expenses -- no more dining out, theater, concerts, etcetera. Becky chided him in reply, "But, Sam, if you would just learn how to fuck, we could get rid of the chauffeur!"
But man lives in a totally different world!
A man returned from a convention and proudly showed his wife a gallon of bourbon he had won for having the largest sex organ of all present.
"What!" she exclaimed. "Do you mean to tell me you exhibited yourself in front of all those people?"
"Only enough to win, darling," he replied. "Only enough to win!" The last question
Question 3 OSHO,
I HAVE BEGUN TO ASK YOU SOME QUESTIONS THREE OR FOUR TIMES
ALREADY. EVERY TIME I FINISHED A LETTER, I FELT THAT EVERYTHING I WROTE WAS NONSENSE AND SO I THREW THEM INTO THE WASTEPAPER
BASKET. NEVERTHELESS, I WANT YOU TO SPEAK A FEW WORDS TO ME, ALTHOUGH I SELDOM LISTEN TO YOUR WORDS -- JUST HEARING, BEING CLOSE
TO YOU.
SINCE I ARRIVED HERE I HAVE BEEN REALLY IRRITATED. I WAS FINE IN THE
WEST AND HAD NEVER SEARCHED FOR A MASTER. NOW I AM HERE AND HAVE
NO DESIRE TO GO BACK. WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME?
Anneliese, I have happened to you! Now there is no going back, and even if you go I am coming with you. I will haunt you everywhere! I can understand your irritation. That's my whole joy -- to irritate people! Once they are irritated they are caught.
Of course, you are right that you were fine in the West; now you can never be fine anywhere else, but only now, here. Now no West, no East can be of any help. You have tasted something that you have not tasted before, and once you have tasted something -- something alcoholic, something like LSD -- you can never be the same person again. That taste will linger, it will haunt you.
And this is pure LSD that is happening here! It is not chemical LSD, it is alchemical -- far more refined than chemical LSDs can ever be. It is real soma! It is what has always happened between a Master and a disciple.
Osho - The Goose is Out 71
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