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Part X : 1987-1990 Poona-Two : Osho is
ill
In October 1988, the pains in Osho's arms and hands increase.
He is no longer able to dance, but sends a message to continue
the celebration while he holds his hands in namaste.
First I have to express my apology to you that I could not join
in your dance. The whole credit goes to President Ronald Reagan.
For no reason at all he dragged me through six jails in twelve
days; I thought it was sheer torture. But as symptoms of poison
started appearing in my body, experts in England examined every
possible kind of poison that may have been given to me.
And they found one poison which is a category in itself. It
is the only poison that disappears and cannot be found either
in blood or in any other way except in the symptoms. And that
poison, given in a big dose, kills the man immediately.
That made it clear to me why I was dragged through six jails.
It was to give the poison in small doses so it would not kill
me immediately, but would take years to destroy my body from inside.
I have almost overcome the poison. Just in my hands, in the
bones and particularly in the joints it is still stuck. I have
been dancing with you without bothering about it. I would have
continued, but today the pain became too much.
But the pain is not the problem for me. The problem is: if I continue
then perhaps I may have to stop speaking. So it is better to let
this pain settle. I hope soon I will be joining with you again.
It would have been good if Ronald Reagan had killed me completely;
that would have been a great credit to Christianity and to American
democracy. But he has poisoned me through his administration in
such a way that I will remain crucified for years. I am saving
all my energy just for these two hours in the evening; otherwise,
I am lying down in the darkness.
For me it does not matter whether death comes this moment or the
next, my purpose is fulfilled, my dance is complete. I am just
lingering around for you all to join with me in the great matter
of enlightenment.
So I thought it is better not to put too much stress on the
hands; you can understand even my unmoving hands and their gestures.
But I would like you to continue the dance before I come and to
continue the celebration when I leave the podium. I hope that
with your love the poison will be defeated and I will be able
to dance with you, to celebrate with you.
I don't have any complaint against anybody; nature, existence
itself takes care of things. The day I was given poison—I
remember the night in Oklahoma jail—that very moment Ronald
Reagan's days were finished, he started declining. His associate,
Ed Meese, the attorney general who was the main agent as far as
the poisoning is concerned, has now had to resign because he has
been found to have committed great crimes.
His representative admitted at a press conference, after I was
deported from America, that there is no evidence, no proof that
I have committed any crime. "Our main object was to destroy
the commune and without deporting Osho it was impossible to destroy
the commune."…
And they have forced the Indian government not to allow in sannyasins
coming from all over the world, so that I am isolated, almost
imprisoned in my own home.
But my people are intelligent enough to manage to come against
all odds. And it is your love that is now my life. It is a question
whether love wins or the poison.
There is every evidence that from the whole body the poison has
disappeared. Just in the hands it is there. It will have to disappear
from the hands too, because you cannot destroy an innocent man;
existence would not allow it. But I have to be a little careful
now about the hands.
Why have they not been able to silence me? Truth cannot be silenced,
neither love nor joy. But this is the stupid thing, for centuries
people have been doing that: they killed Socrates by poison, but
his voice is still ringing in the ears and in the hearts of those
who want to understand the deepest meanings of life; they crucified
Jesus, but that has not made any difference, in fact it gave a
tremendous importance to his teachings.
I want to remind you that whether I am here or not the celebration
has to continue. If I am not here, then it has to be more intense
and it has to spread around the world.
Celebration is my religion.
Love is my message.
Silence is my truth. nansen10
In November, Osho is sick for twenty-five days. From 1st December,
Osho gives discourses for one week.
And the love between a disciple and a master is the most intimate,
is the ultimate. You have to learn my absence; you have to rejoice
my absence the same way as you rejoice my presence, because I
cannot remain here forever. And don't postpone it, because any
day…
My work is absolutely complete as far as I am concerned. If I
am still carrying on, it is just out of my love for you. But you
have to learn my absence, because the days of my presence will
be shorter. Every day the days of my presence will become shorter;
my days of absence will be longer.
I am not going to come again in the body; this is the last time.
You have to become as silent, as loving, as meditative with me
or without me. The difference between my absence and presence
should completely be lost. isan07
I am a master who had no master. So I cannot see and cannot say
what you see in my eyes, in my face. But whatever you are seeing
is really a pure reflection of your love and your trust. This
body will wither away, but I have another body, of light. Before
this body withers away, you have to become acquainted with my
light body, with my inner center. And your center and my inner
center are not two. In that area there is always one—neither
two nor three. dogen08
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