CHAPTER 2. THE GREAT PEARL<strong>The</strong> king said, ”It hurts me to ask, but I want to know what the difference is between me and you.You live in the palace, you enjoy all the luxuries... what is the difference between me and you?”<strong>The</strong> young man said, ”I knew that this question was going to arise one day. In fact, it arose thesame moment I stood up to follow you. You are not a very courageous man. You should haveasked immediately. Why waste six months, and for six months unnecessarily disturbing your sleep.I can answer your question but not here. You have to <strong>com</strong>e <strong>with</strong> me outside the boundary <strong>of</strong> yourkingdom.”It was not far away. Just a few miles away was the river, the boundary <strong>of</strong> his kingdom.<strong>The</strong> king said, ”What is the need to go there? You can answer me here.”He said, ”No. <strong>The</strong>re is a need.”Both went past the river. Standing on the other shore, the young man said, ”My answer is that I amgoing ahead. Are you <strong>com</strong>ing <strong>with</strong> me?”He said, ”How can I <strong>com</strong>e <strong>with</strong> you? I have a palace, I have a kingdom, I have my wife, my children...I have thousands <strong>of</strong> worries and problems to solve. How can I <strong>com</strong>e <strong>with</strong> you?”<strong>The</strong> young man said, ”Do you see the difference? I am going. I don’t have any palace, I don’t haveany wife, I don’t have any problems. I was as happy under my tree as I have been happy in yourpalace – not a bit more or a bit less. My awareness is the same whether I am in a palace or in aforest.”<strong>The</strong> king felt very sad at his ugly mind, that he thought such an ugly thing. He touched his feet andhe said, ”Forgive me even to think this. In my own eyes I have fallen.”<strong>The</strong> young man said, ”No. Don’t do it. Seeing your tears and you touching my feet I have no difficulty,I can <strong>com</strong>e back, but you will still start thinking, ‘My God. Has he deceived me again?’ I have nodifficulty but so as not to be un<strong>com</strong>passionate towards you, I will not <strong>com</strong>e. Just let me go. <strong>The</strong>whole world is there and I don’t need much, just a tree to sit underneath. It does not matter to me atall.”Now the king became more insistent, ”No, <strong>com</strong>e back, otherwise I will be worried and hurt andwounded, thinking, ‘What have I done?’”<strong>The</strong> man said, ”You are putting me in difficulty. I am telling you I can <strong>com</strong>e, but remember, you willagain start thinking, ‘What is the difference?’”<strong>The</strong> barbarous mind only thinks <strong>of</strong> the meanness, <strong>of</strong> the mediocrities. He does not have any heightsto look at.HYAKUJO REPLIED, ”HOW CAN THIS OLD MONK, BEING WITHOUT TONGUE TO URGEPEOPLE, TELL A LIE?”<strong>Hyakujo</strong>: <strong>The</strong> <strong>Everest</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Zen</strong>, <strong>with</strong> Basho’s <strong>Haikus</strong> 24 Osho
CHAPTER 2. THE GREAT PEARLNow the intellectual must have be<strong>com</strong>e even more suspicious. <strong>The</strong> old monk <strong>Hyakujo</strong> says, ”HOWCAN THIS OLD MONK, BEING WITHOUT TONGUE...” Now this is apparently a lie: ”WITHOUTTONGUE TO URGE PEOPLE, TELL A LIE?” – but he is perfectly right. <strong>The</strong>se are the worldsbeyond our ordinary, mediocre lives. A man <strong>of</strong> enlightenment does not speak, he simply allowsexistence to speak through him. He does not see, he allows the buddha inside him to see throughhis eyes.That’s why, once in a while, somebody receptive enough can look into the eyes <strong>of</strong> the master, theeyes <strong>of</strong> a buddha. He has no tongue <strong>of</strong> his own anymore. He has given everything to existence.He is no longer in possession <strong>of</strong> the tongue, <strong>of</strong> the eyes, <strong>of</strong> the hands. Now, whatever existencewants to do <strong>with</strong> him, he simply goes <strong>with</strong> it. His whole life is just a let-go. But the intellectual willnot understand. Now it is absolutely making a lie even more clear: ”I don’t have any tongue” – andhe is speaking. He is saying, ”How can I lie <strong>with</strong>out a tongue?”<strong>The</strong> problem for a master is that if he speaks, he defiles the truth. However he tries, he cannotbring the truth into words. Just a little fragrance maybe, only for those who are intelligent enough t<strong>of</strong>eel the difference. <strong>The</strong> same words are being used by a master as are being used by you, but themaster’s words are not empty, your words are empty. When you say to someone, ”I love you,” youdon’t mean it. Perhaps it is a social custom. When a master says, ”I love you,” his love is not anempty word.But you need to have great intelligence to figure out the fragrance that is carried by the words or theactions. And remember, to be intellectual does not mean to be intelligent. <strong>The</strong> intellectual is a greatscholar; he has much knowledge, but he may not be intelligent. And a man who knows nothing, afarmer or a woodcutter or a fisherman, may have intelligence. He will not have intellect – he doesnot know anything about the intellectual world – but in his functioning...When the Soviet Union emerged from the revolution... <strong>The</strong> capital during the czars’ rule wasPetrograd, it was not Moscow. Petrograd was named after Peter, one <strong>of</strong> the czars. Because <strong>of</strong>this association, <strong>com</strong>munists changed the capital to Moscow. But before changing it – it took years– they had to function in Petrograd.Just in front <strong>of</strong> the palace <strong>of</strong> the czar there was a huge rock that prevented anybody, any vehicle,to pass in front. It was considerately kept there so that nobody passed and disturbed the czar. Youcould go on any other street but you could not move on the street in front <strong>of</strong> the palace. <strong>The</strong> rockwas so huge that the <strong>com</strong>munists were worried about what to do <strong>with</strong> it. It had to be removed, butits largeness prevented all removal. <strong>The</strong>y called architects and engineers and they all thought aboutmany ways, either to cut it into pieces – but that too was not easy... <strong>The</strong>y were all worried and therewas no solution <strong>com</strong>ing out.An old farmer was just leaning on his staff, standing there, watching <strong>with</strong> all these great engineers,architects, politicians, and when he saw that they were not able to find any solution, he said, ”I amjust a farmer and I don’t know anything. I don’t know what engineering is, and what architecture is.I have just heard these words here, but as I understand, you want to remove this rock. It is a verysimple thing.”Lenin himself asked, ”You say it is a very simple thing? Please tell us what your idea is.”<strong>Hyakujo</strong>: <strong>The</strong> <strong>Everest</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Zen</strong>, <strong>with</strong> Basho’s <strong>Haikus</strong> 25 Osho