The Empty Boat - Osho.pdf - Oshorajneesh.com
The Empty Boat - Osho.pdf - Oshorajneesh.com
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CHAPTER 7. THREE FRIENDS<br />
”HEY, SUNG HU, WHERE’D YOU GO?”<br />
– it was a question mark.<br />
”HEY, SUNG HU, WHERE’D YOU GO?<br />
YOU HAVE GONE WHERE YOU REALLY WERE,<br />
AND WE ARE HERE – DAMN IT, WE ARE HERE!”<br />
<strong>The</strong>y say, ”You have gone to the place from where you came.” This is a secret law: the ultimate can<br />
only be the beginning. <strong>The</strong> circle goes round and be<strong>com</strong>es perfect, <strong>com</strong>plete, and it reaches the<br />
same point it started from. <strong>The</strong> end cannot be anything else but the beginning, the death cannot<br />
be anything else but the birth. <strong>The</strong> final should be the source, the original. One is born out of<br />
nothingness and then one dies and moves into nothingness. <strong>The</strong> boat was empty when you were<br />
born and when you die the boat will be empty again. Just a flash of lightning. For a few moments<br />
you are in the body and then you disappear. Nobody knows from where you came and where you<br />
go.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y don’t claim any knowledge. <strong>The</strong>y say, ”This much we feel: Sung Hu, you have gone to the<br />
place from where you came, and damn it, we are still here.” So they are not sorry for Hu, they are<br />
sorry for themselves, that they are hanging in the middle and his circle is perfect.<br />
Whenever somebody dies, have you felt this? Are you sorry for the person who is dead or sorry for<br />
yourself? Really, when someone dies, are you sad for him or her, or for yourself? Everybody is sorry<br />
for himself because every death brings the news that you are going to die. But a person who can<br />
laugh at the mystery of life knows what it is, because only knowledge, real wisdom, can laugh.<br />
Where you really were you have gone...<br />
”AND WE ARE HERE – DAMN IT, WE ARE HERE!”<br />
And we are still in the middle. Our journey is in<strong>com</strong>plete, but your circle has be<strong>com</strong>e perfect. So<br />
they are sorry for themselves, and if they weep, they are weeping for themselves. For the friend who<br />
has departed they have nothing but a song, nothing but a celebration of the heart. If they are sorry,<br />
they are sorry for themselves.<br />
This is something to be understood very deeply. If you understand life, if you can laugh at it, then<br />
death is the <strong>com</strong>pletion, then it is not the end. Remember, death is not the end of life, it is the<br />
<strong>com</strong>pletion, it is the climax, the crescendo, the peak from where the wave returns to the original<br />
source.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y are sorry for themselves, that their wave is hanging in the middle. <strong>The</strong>y have not reached the<br />
crescendo, the peak, and their friend has reached where he was before. He has reached home.<br />
Those who understand life, only they can understand death, because life and death are not two.<br />
Death is the peak, the ultimate, the final flowering, the fragrance of life.<br />
<strong>The</strong> <strong>Empty</strong> <strong>Boat</strong> 133 <strong>Osho</strong>