According to Osho, death belongs only to the outer husk—the body and ego—not to the inner life-seed. When the ego dissolves, the imprisoned soul flowers into fragrance that rises upward; life is fulfilled through love, surrender, and meditation, not dissection by reason. What appears to die is merely the shell; your real essence is the invisible presence that blossoms beyond decay.
Like a seed losing its shell to become a flower, your body and ego can die, but the real you doesn’t—it blooms.