Said repeatedly, the words never describe the reasons correctly. Word can’t justify the truth sometime. The silence of aloneness reveals the being and its truth. It will tell you whom you belong to...what country you are from... and what are your obligations. Words are the expression of self-murdered thoughts. When I am with words, I am not thinking. Why should I think when there is nothing to think about? Thought is like a bird in a cage, it has wings but can’t fly anywhere except but about the cage. Words dwell in lips, and I, in this modern world, use writing for speaking because I know I love science to understand or use, and not to read it.
People don't try to understand. They have prejudice, and misconceptions. They can’t leave the cage of the thoughts affected by thier mis-understandings. Thousands of people were following Jesus because he was giving them food, and healing them. Now when he started speaking, they started disappearing. They now remembered- they belong to certain country and they had attachments, children, wife, husbands...they had to go back to take care of them...so they could not grasp Jesus.
People crucified Jesus, they hated Galileo, they tried to kill Mohammed, and they condemned Buddha. His own parent did not get much of him. Nobody understood Socrates, and gave him poison.
Jesus is in the cross and he says: forgive them father! for they know not what they are doing. Socrates is about to drink the poison and he says to a disciple: sacrifice a cock. “What do you want me to do,” he asks the solider. You can take your time and drink the poison in the cup replies the latter. Socrates asks- “can I drink it to the last drop?”
Buddha is made fun of, condemned in front of his disciples. He smiles. “Do you not have any words?” his disciples ask. “I only give what I have”- he says. A wicked man criticized Buddha for hours and then left exhausted. Mohammad reaches to his wife. As simple as he was, so uneducated with no Degrees so as to say, tells his wife: “baby, something has happened, my heart has touched something but I cant express in words because I am uneducated. What words I can use?” he asks. Your doubt has come as words...words has no fixed resources, the language is lame. Your words cannot harm you or anyone. His wife was his first disciple and last teacher. Galileo finds something about the sun and earth, He says- “the earth is not fixed, it goes round the sun.” But his tongue is slaughtered, his publications forbidden. His words were termed as harmful. But deep within he continues: "yet it moves."
Jesus dies and people make false religions out of it. Buddha dies and people create controversy about his birth place. Socrates dies and he says: “you women (for men) why are you crying?” for he knew that they were not crying for him, but for themselves. One day you meet someone who was dead. But you see him in the market place buying some vegetables. Your words will come flying from heaven. A voice within you speaks. You dont have to remember any poetry, any verses, any vocabularies. You don’t have to google anything. All these are illusionary. They come like a dream yet hammer you, it may bring harm to u in their understanding but yet it moves.
People don't try to understand. They have prejudice, and misconceptions. They can’t leave the cage of the thoughts affected by thier mis-understandings. Thousands of people were following Jesus because he was giving them food, and healing them. Now when he started speaking, they started disappearing. They now remembered- they belong to certain country and they had attachments, children, wife, husbands...they had to go back to take care of them...so they could not grasp Jesus.
People crucified Jesus, they hated Galileo, they tried to kill Mohammed, and they condemned Buddha. His own parent did not get much of him. Nobody understood Socrates, and gave him poison.
Jesus is in the cross and he says: forgive them father! for they know not what they are doing. Socrates is about to drink the poison and he says to a disciple: sacrifice a cock. “What do you want me to do,” he asks the solider. You can take your time and drink the poison in the cup replies the latter. Socrates asks- “can I drink it to the last drop?”
Buddha is made fun of, condemned in front of his disciples. He smiles. “Do you not have any words?” his disciples ask. “I only give what I have”- he says. A wicked man criticized Buddha for hours and then left exhausted. Mohammad reaches to his wife. As simple as he was, so uneducated with no Degrees so as to say, tells his wife: “baby, something has happened, my heart has touched something but I cant express in words because I am uneducated. What words I can use?” he asks. Your doubt has come as words...words has no fixed resources, the language is lame. Your words cannot harm you or anyone. His wife was his first disciple and last teacher. Galileo finds something about the sun and earth, He says- “the earth is not fixed, it goes round the sun.” But his tongue is slaughtered, his publications forbidden. His words were termed as harmful. But deep within he continues: "yet it moves."
Jesus dies and people make false religions out of it. Buddha dies and people create controversy about his birth place. Socrates dies and he says: “you women (for men) why are you crying?” for he knew that they were not crying for him, but for themselves. One day you meet someone who was dead. But you see him in the market place buying some vegetables. Your words will come flying from heaven. A voice within you speaks. You dont have to remember any poetry, any verses, any vocabularies. You don’t have to google anything. All these are illusionary. They come like a dream yet hammer you, it may bring harm to u in their understanding but yet it moves.
