Aren't you afraid of the outcome of people accepting different movements?

Osho, there may be many movements, and people will accept the one they prefer. Aren’t you afraid of this outcome?

No, no, no. I am not afraid, I am not afraid. I am simply saying what seems wrong to me. If people think that is right, they will do it. That is not the question.

Osho, could you give the answer right now, with the same calm? Is that possible too?

There was a man against Voltaire who abused him so much and wrote so many books against him that Voltaire ought to have been angry. One day they met on the road, and the man said, “Sir, you must want my head cut off, because I speak such things against you.” Voltaire said, “What are you saying—cut off your head? No. If you ask me, you have the right to say what you are saying, and if to defend that right I have to give my life, I will give my life. You have the right to say what you say, and to protect that right, if needed, I will lay down my life. Though what you say is wrong—and I will protect my right to call it wrong—and I would wish you to be ready to give your life to protect my right as well.” You understand my point,…

Osho, you are always immersed in bliss—what is the secret of it? When will I be able to attain this ecstasy?

Yogananda, I have given you the name Yogananda; the whole secret is in it. A human being can live in two ways: either cut off from existence, or in oneness with it. Whoever lives separate will live in sorrow—anxiety and anguish. That is natural, for to live apart from existence is like a tree pulling its roots out of the earth and trying to live. It will wither; the leaves will droop, flowers will cease to bloom. Spring will come and keep coming, but that tree will never become a bride, never a bridegroom. For it there will be no spring. If the roots have been torn from the soil, what remedy can even the honeyed month of spring offer? Then where is bliss, where is ecstasy! Then there is no dawn—only a dark new-moon night, a night with no morning. Such a life is called ego. And the tree…

Osho, the twenty-one-day ritual you have hinted at—was that practice or elemental realization in any way traditional? Because from your mode of expression it continually seems that you surely represent some teacher’s or Tirthankara’s method. Within this I also want to dare to ask: do you want to add a link to some established spiritual lineage, or, like Buddha, are you attempting to cut a new path through the mountains?

Nor is the issue one of tolerance. It is a matter of sky-like spaciousness, not tolerance. Not mere forbearance. Not that a Hindu “puts up with” a Muslim or a Christian “puts up with” a Jain. Forbearance already holds violence within it. I do not say the Quran and the Gita say the same thing. The Quran says something quite different; it has its own individual voice—that is its greatness. If it only repeated what the Gita says, it would be worth two pennies. The Bible says something else again, which neither the Gita nor the Quran says. Each has its own voice. Mahavira does not say what Buddha says; they say very different things. And yet from these differing statements one ultimately arrives at the same place. My emphasis is on the oneness of the destination, not on the oneness of the paths. My emphasis is that in the…

Osho, after all, you end up saying only what you want to say. Then why lean on the peg of other buddhas? Why not tell us directly in your own words? Why do you entangle us? Swabhav has asked.

Many things will have to be understood. First of all—sir, love is; don’t turn love into a question! There is an attraction to the buddhas. For attraction there is no answer. If you happen to like a woman, if your mind is charmed, you may say, “She is beautiful, very beautiful,” but you won’t be able to prove it. Love is deeper than logic. If someone asks, “Why do you love?” you won’t be able to answer. It is beyond the reach of questions and answers. I have an affinity for the buddhas. When attachment to the world falls away, attachment itself does not vanish. How would it vanish? Attachment is the energy of life. When it withdraws from the world, it flowers toward the buddhas. When it withdraws from the marketplace, it blooms in the temple. Freed from lust, it becomes compassion. Attachment is not going anywhere; it is…