What is the unknown force that draws us toward someone?

Osho, what is that unknown force that is drawing us toward you?

Everything in life is unknown—even that which we think is known. Socrates once said: When I was young I thought I knew a great deal. As I grew older, my knowing grew too. But alongside it, step by step, another strange thing kept happening: the more I came to know, the more I realized how little I knew. And finally there came a moment in life when I had only one sentence left to say: I know only this much—that I know nothing. These are among Socrates’ last words. A lifelong journey in search of knowledge, and the outcome—the innocence of a small child who knows nothing. In Greece there is the temple of Delphi. In those days it was very famous; now only its ruins remain. The priestess of Delphi must have been like Ramakrishna. Sometimes, singing and dancing, she would fall unconscious. And what she uttered in that…

Osho, why are people drawn here as if by a magnet? Why are people held here? Is it our need? Or is it your magnetism? Sometimes I think you are a god who is playing for us and I am joyful. Then I think you are a sinister magician manipulating us and I am afraid and resentful. I wish I could believe totally in your disinterestedness. Is this all just my creating more nonsense?

And beyond that bridge, one day, the sunrise. And you see me as just pure emptiness. And through that emptiness, God's flowing -- God who is beyond God and evil, beyond good and bad, beyond sin and virtue. I WISH, you say, I COULD BELIEVE TOTALLY IN YOUR DISINTERESTEDNESS. Do you think God is disinterested in the world? Then why did he create it? The gospels say God created the world in six days, then he looked at the world and said, "It is good. It is beautiful." He created it and loved it. From where have you got this idea of disinterestedness? God is utter interest. We cannot say he is interested in the world because you will misunderstand it. It is better to say he is absolute interest, not that there is somebody who is interested: his whole being is interest. He is in tremendous love -- he…

I see no reason to come here. Yet I don’t know why your pull keeps drawing me here. I cannot answer when someone asks me. But now a joy in living has begun to arise—why? And at the same time I have become completely like a stone. It’s as if my tears have dried up.

“But I don’t know why your pull draws me here.” You will not be able to know. If you could know it, grasp it, bring it into the net of intellect, it would not be very deep. There is something within you deeper than your knowing. Knowing is on the surface, on the periphery. Your center lies outside your knowing. If this coming were by knowing, you would be clear why you come: to meditate, to seek peace, to search for God, to find some method, some path; you have gone elsewhere, you’ll come here too; you’ve knocked on other doors, knock on this one as well—who knows, perhaps the lucky hour has struck and now life’s bliss will shower. If you come with such calculations, it all remains within understanding. But my connection is formed only with those for whom the reason to come is entirely outside understanding—who cannot…

Osho, how can one love or be devoted to the Supreme Reality which we do not even know? Is love for the unknown possible?

And you want high position—why? So that you are not below anyone; that brings shame. You do not want to be behind anyone; being behind hurts the mind. You want to reach a place above which there is no other place: become president or prime minister—reach a place beyond which there is nowhere to go; then you can rest. No more pushing, no more being pushed; the last halt, the destination. But it never comes. You reach Delhi—but not the destination. Still, the search is for God. Devotees have called God param-pada—the Supreme Station; and param-dhan—the Supreme Wealth. Why? Because on finding God, all cravings are emptied. On finding God, the running ceases; now there is nowhere else to go. Rest has come; home has come; the destination has come. Now there is only to dive—plunge into this nectar; drown in it. Now the moments of delight arrive—lila begins. No…

Beloved Osho, the closer I am to you physically, the more I get lost in your presence and forget about the person that I think I am. It feels as if magnetic energy is coming from you that pulls me strongly towards you. What is happening?

By that time a few people had gathered. I said, "All these people are witnesses; I am taking these sweets on my responsibility. This man is absolutely innocent. In fact, he has been trying to prevent me because he does not understand at all that my grandfather has gone to heaven and this is the time to celebrate." And I sat in front of my house distributing sweets. My whole family gathered and they said, "What are you doing?" I said, "Simply celebrating." They said, "Is this a time for celebration?" I said, "To be sincere, you are all feeling good that that old fellow is dead. Except me, nobody is sad. But you are all hypocrites." My father said to them, "Don't talk so loudly, you will gather a crowd; and if you gather a crowd, he is always the winner." He told me, "You do whatsoever you want…