Your mind keeps questioning because it’s busy thinking; if you stop thinking and simply look at life right now, the answer is obvious and the questions fade.
From the Discourses
Passages where Osho speaks to this question — each links to the complete discourse.
As I have heard from you, the whole existence is the answer, not the question. So when the answer exists, not the question, why does the question come from the answer?
It does not come from the answer, it comes from you, and it comes from you because you have not seen the answer yet, you have not heard the answer yet. To know existence you have to be existential. You are not existential, you live in thoughts. You live in the past, in the future, but never here and now. And existence is right here now. You are not here, hence the question arises. The question arises because of you not meeting with existence. You think you live, but you don't live; you think you love, but you don't love -- you only think about love, you think about life, you think about existence, and that very thinking is the question, that thinking is a barrier. Drop all thoughts and see. You will not find a single question there, only the answer exists. That's why I insist again and again…
Osho, what question could I ask, and what answer could you give! You are the question and the answer too. In love, should there be a question, or an answer, or silence?
Life’s ultimate peaks are peaks of paradox. Words are noise, a spectacle; in the ocean of feeling they are sugar-candy that melts. Do not speak the heart’s secret with your lips; silence alone is the language of feeling. Weep—your tears will speak. Dance—your gestures will tell. Hum. Yesterday evening it so happened. Vani, a sannyasin, has come from Germany. I asked her, “Is there something you want to say?” And I felt she had so much to say; her heart was full. She had come from so far, and could stay only for a day or two. She cannot remain long. Every two or three months she rushes here. Even if time allows only two or three days, sometimes only a single day—she comes from Germany to Poona even for a single day! Once she stayed only five hours. So she comes to say something, to make some offering. I…
Beloved Osho, are we really looking for the answer to our numerous questions? It occurs to me there must be, for each of us present here, one question that characterizes us, and which, if we could just pinpoint it, would act like a beacon. Then that question would be enough in itself and without the need for an answer.
In fact there is no question which will be an answer to you. The reality is unquestionably here. All your questions are not really in search of answers -- but they can put you in great trouble. If the man you are asking the question to is a scholar, a pedagogue, then he can give you an answer which will create thousands of questions. You had come only with one question; he has given one answer. Now that answer creates thousands of questions -- and that's how it has been going on in philosophy, in theology. Each question leads to an answer, and that answer leads to many questions. And this goes on growing. In fact, if the man you are asking knows, then he is not answering your question; he is destroying it. He is trying that you get rid of it. He is not putting an answer in…
A friend has asked: Osho, if we come to know, accept, and recognize that this knowledge is not ours, what will happen within us? What will change? Will there be a revolution?
The minister too stood astonished. “What happened?” The youth said, The very thought that I have been called back and am heir to the throne—and everything changed in that moment. I became another man. The beggar who had been within me for five years—where has he vanished? I cannot find him though I search. My whole consciousness has become different. A small remembrance: for five years he held the notion “I am a beggar,” so he was abject; his eyes were abject; his face dull. In a moment a recognition, a remembrance, an awakening occurred: “I am an emperor”—and everything changed. That abjectness dissolved from his eyes; eyes once dull filled with brilliance; life-energy that had grown sluggish became vibrant; breaths that seemed dead inhaled the air of life again. What happened to that youth? The day you realize that what you have so far taken as knowledge is worth…
Osho, I am the question—along with all my weaknesses, all my illnesses, all my limitations. That is, as I am now, for the time being I am a question. The answer is undoubtedly you. Then why does this question not fall away, not vanish? I am the ailment, you are the medicine, and yet the ailment remains as it is—on the contrary, it keeps growing.
And what is the way to become that? Do not search for answers to the question—because where will you search? Answers are searched for outside—in scriptures, from masters, in society. No: do not search for answers to the question; become a witness to the question. Within you there are questions upon questions, weaknesses upon weaknesses—utterly natural. Everyone’s condition is like this; there is nothing special about it. Do not condemn yourself unnecessarily. This is everyone’s condition; this is natural. Accept it, and be a witness to it. Stand within and look at all your illnesses, all your limitations, all your questions, all your problems—only look; be the seer. Do nothing else—no fiddling, no repression, no alteration, no interference. Stand at a distance—the farther you can stand and see, the better. Because the farther off you can stand and look, the clearer the perspective becomes. As if one were standing on…