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CHAPTER 10. THE ETERNAL SPRING<br />
external states of happiness and sorrow, and he achieves the ultimate aloneness. Now he is alone!<br />
Now he is drunk with his own self; now he needs nothing ; all his wants, all his desires are now<br />
dead, because happiness and sorrow are external. He neither longs for happiness nor wants to get<br />
rid of sorrow. All his external ties are broken. Now he is stable, and fixed within his own self. He is<br />
constantly in bliss; there are no further desires. Now he is absorbed in his own consciousness. His<br />
satchitananda, his truth-consciousness-bliss, now flows constantly. It is in his every breath, in every<br />
stomp of his being.<br />
FREED FROM THESE HE ACHIEVES HIS ALONENESS.<br />
THE YOGI WHO IS ESTABLISHED IN HIS ALONENESS CEASES TO DESIRE, AND THUS<br />
ATTAINS FREEDOM FROM BIRTH AND DEATH.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n there is no birth; then there is no death. Birth and death are necessary when we journey in<br />
search of happiness. We desire happiness and happiness can only be attained through the body;<br />
so we have no choice but to take on a body. <strong>The</strong> happiness we desire decides the kind of body that<br />
we take on. <strong>The</strong> desire for happiness lingers at the moment of death and be<strong>com</strong>es the seed for the<br />
next birth.<br />
What does a tree do before it dies? It draws all its life-energy into its seeds. <strong>The</strong> seed is the desire<br />
of the tree to exist after death. A seed is a wonderful phenomenon. <strong>The</strong> vast spreading giant of a<br />
tree extracts its essence and deposits it in the seed, which i sends off on the journey of life. Its own<br />
body will die, but the tree has already made arrangements for a new body to live once again. And<br />
this explains the fact that although the tree is born from a single seed, it produces millions of seeds<br />
in the course of its lifetime. <strong>The</strong> tree takes no chances. It has to take into account so many factors;<br />
what if the seed falls onto rocks or barren ground? What if it gets no water? It may be eaten by<br />
animals or crushed by someone. <strong>The</strong> tree cannot take a chance, so it produces millions of seeds,<br />
and by various means scatters them far and wide, so that at least some of them find a suitable place<br />
in which to grow.<br />
In India there is the silk cotton tree. Nothing can grow beneath the tree, for its roots such up all the<br />
water; so the tree has a wonderful way to scatter its seeds; it fills the seed pods with cotton so they<br />
can fly away from the tree when the wind <strong>com</strong>es. It has arranged that the seeds don’t fall on the<br />
ground below, for that would be certain death to them.<br />
It is not easy for a plant to grow under a bog tree, almost impossible, therefore all trees have devised<br />
their own ways to exist. Trees are clever and cunning in their own way; do not take them to be simple<br />
and guileless. In this world nothing and no one is plain and simple; no one can be, for <strong>com</strong>plexity<br />
and cunningness are necessary qualifications for existence. As soon as he be<strong>com</strong>es simple and<br />
guileless one has attained liberation.<br />
Trees and plants have devised thousands of different ways to scatter their seeds. <strong>The</strong> sweet nectar<br />
in flowers is only there for the bees and the butterflies. <strong>The</strong>y settle on a flower to such the nectar,<br />
thinking that it has been provided expressly for them, little knowing that while it sucks at the flower it<br />
picks up hundreds of seeds on its legs in the form of pollen. <strong>The</strong>n the bees carry the seed to distant<br />
places. When plants devise so many methods for survival, now many must you be inventing? You<br />
cleverness has no limit.<br />
<strong>The</strong> <strong>Great</strong> <strong>Path</strong> 188 Osho