Why does love have no rules?

Osho, it's said that even games have rules. Then how is it that love should have none? Sundardas said yesterday that love has no rules. So I ask: “But they say even games have rules.”

Socrates said, “Evening is far away. Have I not told you all your life—live moment to moment? Evening is far—who knows if it will come? When it comes, we will see.” This is natural living: in this moment, whatever happens naturally. Socrates is jubilant because the chains are off. Then evening came. Socrates lay down, waiting for the poison. Again and again he got up and looked out the window; the poison was being prepared. He asked, “Brother, how much longer?” The poisoner said, “I have prepared poison for many; it’s my life’s work. Whoever the court condemns, I prepare the dose. But you are the first to ask again and again, as if some great fortune is arriving. And I have love for you. I have heard your words and found great joy in them. So I am delaying, so you may live a little longer. I am grinding…

love and life are synonymous in language they may have different meanings but in existence they are precisely the same phenomenon no difference, no gap exists between the two the really alive person is pure love and if love is missing then life is nothing but a vegetation one can go on vegetating without love life has not happened at all one was born, one existed, one died but life never happened life happens only the moment love starts flowing and the greater the love, the deeper life becomes a sannyasin has to remember not to put any limitations on his love love should not become object-focussed the moment you become object-focussed you are getting trapped for example, if you love one person that means that the remaining whole existence has been rejected you have excluded it out of your love affair your love has become very narrow and a…

Beloved Osho, I heard you say the other day that you want no part of any relationship we might imagine we have with you -- certainly not our hate, but not even our love. And I can't say I blame you. Nevertheless, when you stand before us, dancing, I feel like a fountain that leaps into life at the sight of you, and tumbles to your feet as if it knows that is where it belongs. I know my love is riddled with all sorts of undesirable things; but it rushes towards you without even stopping to ask my permission. Osho, please excuse the mess, but I can't help it.

And, just as when they were imagining love, they were appreciating me, not knowing me at all, now they are condemning me. And to condemn me they are creating lies -- and perhaps in absolute unawareness. Just as they believed their imagination before, the same game continues; still they go on believing in their lies. I have been asked to refute them. That is not possible. I have loved them; they have been my disciples. It is below me to criticize their lies or to expose their lies. That's why I want you to remember: don't have any expectations. Love because love is your own inner growth. Being loving, you are calling your spring closer. Your love will help you to grow towards more light, towards more truth, towards more freedom. But don't create a relationship. "Nevertheless, when you stand before us, dancing, I feel like a fountain that leaps…

Osho, what is the definition of God?

Words are very small. If you say God is light, then what of darkness? The scriptures have said that God is light. Suppose we accept this as a definition—then what about darkness? Where will darkness go? Darkness is too; in fact it is far more than light. Light sometimes is and sometimes is not; darkness is always, eternal. Where will you place darkness? If you say God is light, darkness is left out. If you say God is darkness, then light is left out. If you say God is both darkness and light, a contradiction arises: they cannot be together. Try to have both darkness and light in the same room. If you bring in light, darkness disappears; if you preserve darkness, you cannot have light. Then how can both be together? That becomes an impossibility. So you cannot say “both” either. Then the fourth device is to say: it…

Osho, I ask you alone: why do I love you? Why do I have this trust that you will never be apart from me? Ma Yog Pragya has asked:

There is no reason for love. And the love for which a reason can be given is not love. Love has nothing to do with “why.” Love is not a business. In love there is no motive at all. Love is a causeless state of feeling—no conditions, no boundaries. If the why is found, the very mystery of love is finished. A scripture of love can never be made—this is precisely why. There can be songs of love; but no scripture, no doctrine. Love is not of the mind. Had it belonged to the mind, the why would have been answered. Love belongs to the heart; there the “why” never even enters. “Why” is the mind’s question; love is the heart’s flowering. These two never meet. So when love happens, it simply happens—without reason, mysterious. Not just unknown—unknowable. Not that someday you will know it. That is why Jesus said,…