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Chapter 19 - At the maximum you disappear
"Ten years!" the widow, in alarm, stumbles back a few more paces. "God! what did you do to get ten years?"
"Oh -- just armed robbery." The old man shrugs and rolls over on his beach towel.
"Armed robbery! -- that is serious. I hope to God you are sorry for such a thing," the widow scolds him, while at the same time returning a little closer to get a better look at him.
"I was sorry alright -- I'd just finished twenty years in the slammer when I picked up that sentence. I had hardly seen the light of day!" The old man sighs heavily in remembrance.
"Twenty years! What kind of man are you?" The widow, panicking, leaps several yards away from him, ready to run. "What on earth did you do to get twenty years in jail?"
"I murdered my wife," the old man replies.
"You are single?" she says, as she unrolls her beach towel beside him.
Just a little courage... the moment you see the black disappearing completely, just a little courage. Keep your eyes closed, and it may bring you a great transformation that comes to people after lives of effort. That it is coming to you so easily can mean only one thing: in your past lives you must have worked. But the work has remained incomplete. This time, don't leave it incomplete. Let this life be your last life in the body.
When the whole universe can become our body, why should we be confined to the small body? It is imprisonment.
Okay, Vimal? Yes, Osho.
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