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Part X : 1987-1990 Poona-Two : Was Osho
poisoned by the US government?
From 4 October 1987, Osho is seriously ill and nearly dies.
On 6 November resuming discourses, Osho discloses that his doctors
believe he was poisoned while in the custody of the United States
government
My beloved ones,
I have been away from you much too long. It has been a very painful
absence for me. For seven weeks continuously I have been only
filled with your love, your patience, your thirst, your longing.
These days were remarkable in many ways. Seven weeks before,
I was infected in the ear. It was a simple thing; according to
the best expert available here, Dr. Jog, it cures in four days
at the most—but it continued for seven weeks. He has never
come across such a case in his life. He could not believe it,
because no medicine was working. He tried all kinds of medicines,
all kinds of ointments. Finally he had to do an operation, but
then the wound of the operation was not healing. Doctor Devageet
thought perhaps it was something to do with my teeth—he
is my dental surgeon—but nothing was found.
My personal physician, Dr. Amrito, immediately informed all
sannyasin doctors around the world and asked them to contact the
best experts about poisoning, because his own analysis was that
unless I have been poisoned there is no possibility to explain
why my body has lost all resistance.
And as this idea became stronger in his mind, step by step he
started searching into the matter and he found all the symptoms
that can happen only if some kind of poison has been given to
me.
I myself had been suspicious about it, but I have never mentioned
the fact to anybody. The day I was arrested in America for no
valid or even invalid reason, they refused to bail me out—although
the United States attorney argued for three days and concluded
in the end by saying, "I have not been able to prove anything
against him, but neither has the other party been able to prove
anything."
It was hilarious, because the innocent cannot prove his innocence
by any means, and no law in the whole world requires that an innocent
person should prove his innocence. The burden was on the government
of America, which had arrested me, to prove the reason for my
arrest….
Now, Dr. Amrito feels I was poisoned. Perhaps they poisoned
me in all the six jails; that was the purpose of not giving me
bail and that was the purpose in taking twelve days to complete
a journey of six hours. A slow poisoning which will not kill me
immediately, but in the long run it will make me weak—and
it has made me weak.
Since those twelve days in the American prisons, all sleep has
disappeared. Many things started to happen in the body which were
not happening before: disappearance of all appetite, food seeming
to be absolutely without taste, a churning feeling in the stomach,
nausea, a desire to vomit…no feeling of thirst, but a tremendous
sense as if one is uprooted.
Something in the nervous system also seems to have been affected.
At times there has been a sensation of tingling all over the body
which was very strong—particularly in both my hands—and
a twitching of the eyelids.
The day I entered the jail I was one hundred and fifty pounds;
today I am only one hundred and thirty pounds. My food is the
same, but I have been losing weight for no reason at all. And
a subtle weakness…And just three months ago, the bone in
my right hand started hurting tremendously.
These are all symptoms of certain poisons. My hair has fallen,
my eyesight has become weaker, my beard has become as white as
my father's beard was when he was seventy-five. They have taken
away almost twenty years of my life.
Dr. Amrito immediately informed all the doctors who are my sannyasins
to approach all the best poison experts in the world. And one
of the doctors, Dr. Dhyan Yogi, immediately took my blood samples,
urine samples, samples of my hair, and went to England, to Germany,
to the best experts. The European experts suggest that after two
years there is no poison which can be detected in the body, but
all the symptoms show that a certain poison has been given.
No resistance against disease, falling weight without any reason,
hair becoming white before its time, hair falling out without
any reason, tingling sensations in the extremities, loss of appetite,
tastelessness, nausea, the bone pain in my right hand…One
of the experts, a doctor from Germany had come twice to check
my bone; he could not figure out what kind of disease it is—because
there is no disease. The expert here—Dr. Hardikar, a man
who loves me—has been here continuously watching for three
months and has not been able to figure out why this pain should
be there.
The European experts in England and Germany have suggested a name
of a certain poison, thallium. It is a poison of a family of poisons
of heavy metals. It disappears from the body in eight weeks' time,
but leaves its effects and destroys the body's resistance against
diseases. And all the symptoms that I have told you are part of
thallium poisoning.
The American experts have suggested a different poison which they
think has been used by governments against rebellious individuals.
The name of the poison is synthetic heroin. It is one thousand
times more dangerous than ordinary heroin. All the symptoms are
the same as with thallium, but the poison is more dangerous and
after two years there is no possibility to find any trace of it
in the body.
The Japanese experts, who have been working in Hiroshima and Nagasaki
on atomic radioactivity, have suggested that these symptoms can
also be created in a more sophisticated way by radioactive exposure—either
while I was asleep, or food can be exposed to radioactivity and
there is no way to find any trace of it.
One of the scientists who is immensely interested in me is coming
within a week or two. He has been working for twenty years only
on radioactivity. His suggestion is that the Americans, the bureaucracy
in America, must have used the most sophisticated poisoning which
leaves no trace.
Dr. Amrito's own research…and he is a genius as far as medical
science is concerned. He is a fellow of the Royal Society of Physicians
in England, and he is a rare individual in the sense that he is
the youngest man ever accepted by the Royal Society of Physicians
as a member. He has all the highest qualifications. His own research
is about a fourth, very uncommonly used poison. The name of the
poison is fluorocarbon. This poison disappears immediately. Even
within minutes, you cannot find any trace in the blood, in the
urine, but all these symptoms indicate towards it.
It does not matter which poison has been given to me, but it is
certain that I have been poisoned by Ronald Reagan's American
government.
There is other circumstantial evidence for it….*
It is absolutely certain that I had been poisoned, and these seven
weeks I have been in an immense struggle.
I don't have any reason to live in the world. I have experienced,
I have realized the very essence of eternal life, but something
else forces me to linger on a little more on this shore before
leaving for the further shore beyond.
It is you, it is your love.
It is your eyes, it is your hearts.
And when I say `you' I don't mean only those who are present here;
I also mean all those who are spread all over the earth—my
people.
I would like these small sprouts to become trees. I would like
to see the spring come to you all, the flowering of your ultimate
being, the blissfulness and the ecstasy of enlightenment, the
taste of the beyond.
These seven weeks you were not aware…you were simply thinking
I was sick. Doctor Premda, my eye surgeon, had immediately rushed
from Germany with the recentmost medications, but nothing helped
against the poisons except my meditations—the only medicine
that can transcend all that belongs to matter.
These seven weeks I have been lying in darkness almost the whole
day and night, silently witnessing the body and keeping my consciousness
unshadowed by anything.
I was struggling with death.
It was a fight between death and your love.
And you should celebrate that your love has been victorious.
This time Jesus has been crucified in America by Christians themselves.
The story is repeated again. I was crucified—this time in
America…and these seven weeks I have been struggling against
the poison.
And I am happy to declare to you that the crucifixion is over
and I am resurrected.
It is symbolic that Jesus is crucified this time in America and
is resurrected in India. It is symbolic in many dimensions. It
is the victory of love over hate. It is the victory of life over
death. It is the victory of East over West. It is the victory
of truth over criminals like Ronald Reagan. It is the victory
of consciousness over body.
These seven weeks I have been only thinking of you.
It would have been immensely painful for me to leave you in this
beautiful state when you have started growing upwards.
My garden is still a nursery.
I would leave the body rejoicingly the day I see you all have
blossomed and you have released your fragrance and you have attained
your destiny. The day I see the great pilgrimage—from here
to here, from crucifixion to resurrection—is over for you
all then I can go with a dancing heart and melt into the universal
consciousness.
And I will be waiting there for you still.
It is certainly of tremendous importance that even after twenty
centuries a man like Jesus will be crucified by Christians themselves.
It was a conspiracy of the fundamentalist Christians of America
and Ronald Reagan.
Perhaps civilization is still an idea—it has not happened
in reality.
I would like my people to transform themselves and through them
I would like to bring authentic civilization and humanity to this
beautiful planet.
There is only one religion, and that is the religion of love.
There is only one God, and that is the God of celebration, of
life, of rejoicing.
This whole earth is one and the whole humanity is one. We are
parts of each other.
I have no complaint against those who have poisoned me. I can
forgive them easily. They certainly do not know what they go on
doing.
It is said that history repeats itself. It is not history that
repeats itself; it is the unconsciousness of man, the blindness
of man that repeats itself. The day man will be conscious, alert
and aware, there will not be any repetition anymore. Socrates
will not be poisoned, Jesus will not be crucified, Al-Hillaj Mansoor
will not be murdered and butchered. And these are our best flowers,
they are our highest peaks. They are our destinies, they are our
future. They are our intrinsic potential which has become actual.
I am sure you will not have any anger in your hearts or any hatred
for anyone, but just an understanding and a loving forgiveness.
That is the only authentic prayer. And only this kind of prayerfulness
can raise humanity to higher levels of consciousness.
I have absolute inner certainty: they may have been able to poison
my body, my nervous system, but they cannot destroy my consciousness,
they cannot poison my being. And it was good that they have given
me a chance to see myself beyond my body, beyond my mind.
These seven weeks have been a fire test. Without your knowing
you have always, each moment of these seven weeks, been a tremendous
help to me. Without your love it would not have been possible
for me to overcome the poison, because without your love there
would be no need for me even to struggle. I am fulfilled and absolutely
contented; I have arrived home. But I see you are stumbling, groping,
and it will be very heartless and uncompassionate for me to leave
you in this situation. I would like in all your lives a sunrise,
the birds singing and the flowers opening. Other than that, I
don't have any reason to be here at all.
Remember it: I am here for you.
That remembrance will help you not to go astray. That remembrance
will help you to be aware of the uncivilized world in which we
are living, in this madhouse that we call humanity. It will go
on reminding you that we have to give birth to a new man and to
a new humanity.
This is the tremendous challenge. Those who have guts and intelligence
and a desire and a longing to touch the farthest stars…only
those very few people have been able to understand me, have been
able to become my fellow travelers. I don't have any followers—I
have only lovers and friends and fellow travelers.
I would like you all to reach to the same beatitude, to the
same blissfulness, to the same ecstasy that has become my very
heartbeat. It is also the heartbeat of the whole universe. crucif01
*Note: see Part VIII
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