According to Osho, a human being is a gossip-creating, myth-weaving animal whose rich irrationality births poetry, love, religion, and celebration. We spin symbolic stories that drape a poetic meaning over a stony world; without them life shrinks into a mere marketplace. Until enlightenment, these myths nourish the heart, orient community, and make existence livable, so killing them kills our sense of wonder and purpose.
We’re story-makers, and our make-believe gives life warmth and meaning; without it, everything feels empty and cold.