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CHAPTER 5. DON’T BE IDIOT BUDDHAS”Well,” explains Snuffit, ”they are the only things we can fit under the door!”There is a hell of an argument going on in the bar of the Howling Haggis Hotel.At one end of the bar are sitting Paddy Murphy and Seamus O’Reilly. And standing at the other endof the bar are Hamish MacTavish and Sandy MacPherson.”I tell you,” shouts Paddy, ”that Irish whiskey is the strongest stuff you will ever drink!””That’s not true!” roars back Hamish MacTavish, pounding on the bar.”Everyone knows that Scotch whiskey is the real drink!”Just then, an American tourist and his wife come over to the bar from their table in the corner.”I want to tell you all,” says the American, ”that I think that Irish whiskey is the real dynamite. Lastweek, my wife and I drank a whole bottle of Irish whiskey, got up the next morning and went tochurch for the early morning mass.””What is so unusual about that?” asks Hamish, trying to be polite. ”Lots of people drink a bottle ofwhiskey and get up the next day to go to church.””Yes, I know,” says the American, ”but we are Jewish!”Pussy Green comes to Father Fumble for her confession.”Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned,” mumbles Pussy.”How have you sinned?” asks Father Fumble.”Well,” continues Pussy, softly, ”I have sinned with my boyfriend.”Fumble presses his ear against the partition and says, ”Speak up, my child. SPEAK LOUDER!”Pussy clears her throat and carries on.”Last night,” she says, ”my boyfriend and I went to the pub, and afterwards I brought him home.””Carry on, my child. Carry on,” urges Fumble, beginning to perspire.”We sat on the sofa,” says Pussy, ”and he unbuttoned my blouse.””And then?” says the priest, wiping the sweat from his hands.”Then he unhooked my bra,” continues Pussy, ”and fondled my breasts.””And then? And then?” gasps Fumble, removing his steamed-up spectacles.Hyakujo: The Everest of Zen, with Basho’s Haikus 86 Osho
CHAPTER 5. DON’T BE IDIOT BUDDHAS”Then he lifted up my skirt,” says Pussy, ”and pulled down my panties.””Then what? THEN WHAT?” cries the priest, digging his fingernails into the wooden partition.”Then he pulled out his prick,” says Pussy, ”and climbed on top of me.””And then?” sobs Fumble, ”AND THEN?””And then,” says Pussy, ”my mother walked in.””Ah!” screams the priest. ”Shit!”Anando...(Drumbeat)(Gibberish)(Drumbeat)Nivedano...Be silent, close your eyes. Feel your body to be completely frozen.Now look inwards with absolute urgency as if this is the last moment of your life.Bring your total consciousness as an arrow, moving towards the center of your being. It is not a longjourney from the circumference to the center.Just a little deeper, and you will be entering the very source of your being. The realization of this iscalled the buddha.First you have to realize the buddha in your whole life – in your actions, in your inactions. But this isnot the last step, it is just the last but one.I want you to take a jump from this stepping board into the ultimate oceanic reality. Unless youdisappear completely, leaving no trace behind, you cannot be at rest.The buddha is only the door.To make it more clear, Nivedano...(Drumbeat)Relax. Let go of the body and the mind. Only the witnessing remains, which is another name ofbuddhahood.Rejoice this great moment.Hyakujo: The Everest of Zen, with Basho’s Haikus 87 Osho
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CHAPTER 5. DON’T BE IDIOT BUDDHAS”Well,” explains Snuffit, ”they are the only things we can fit under the door!”<strong>The</strong>re is a hell <strong>of</strong> an argument going on in the bar <strong>of</strong> the Howling Haggis Hotel.At one end <strong>of</strong> the bar are sitting Paddy Murphy and Seamus O’Reilly. And standing at the other end<strong>of</strong> the bar are Hamish MacTavish and Sandy MacPherson.”I tell you,” shouts Paddy, ”that Irish whiskey is the strongest stuff you will ever drink!””That’s not true!” roars back Hamish MacTavish, pounding on the bar.”Everyone knows that Scotch whiskey is the real drink!”Just then, an American tourist and his wife <strong>com</strong>e over to the bar from their table in the corner.”I want to tell you all,” says the American, ”that I think that Irish whiskey is the real dynamite. Lastweek, my wife and I drank a whole bottle <strong>of</strong> Irish whiskey, got up the next morning and went tochurch for the early morning mass.””What is so unusual about that?” asks Hamish, trying to be polite. ”Lots <strong>of</strong> people drink a bottle <strong>of</strong>whiskey and get up the next day to go to church.””Yes, I know,” says the American, ”but we are Jewish!”Pussy Green <strong>com</strong>es to Father Fumble for her confession.”Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned,” mumbles Pussy.”How have you sinned?” asks Father Fumble.”Well,” continues Pussy, s<strong>of</strong>tly, ”I have sinned <strong>with</strong> my boyfriend.”Fumble presses his ear against the partition and says, ”Speak up, my child. SPEAK LOUDER!”Pussy clears her throat and carries on.”Last night,” she says, ”my boyfriend and I went to the pub, and afterwards I brought him home.””Carry on, my child. Carry on,” urges Fumble, beginning to perspire.”We sat on the s<strong>of</strong>a,” says Pussy, ”and he unbuttoned my blouse.””And then?” says the priest, wiping the sweat from his hands.”<strong>The</strong>n he unhooked my bra,” continues Pussy, ”and fondled my breasts.””And then? And then?” gasps Fumble, removing his steamed-up spectacles.<strong>Hyakujo</strong>: <strong>The</strong> <strong>Everest</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Zen</strong>, <strong>with</strong> Basho’s <strong>Haikus</strong> 86 Osho