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Part VIII : Osho enjoys driving again
In New Jersey and at the ranch, Osho makes a daily drive.
When I came to America I started to drive again, and sitting
with me in the car people would feel annoyed once in a while.
I am not a driver, what to say of a good driver—so naturally
I did everything that was wrong. Although they tried not to interfere,
I could understand their difficulty. They kept control of themselves.
I was driving and they were controlling themselves—that
was a great scene. But still, once in a while they forgot and
started saying something to me in which they were often right.
About that I have nothing to say. But right or wrong it does not
matter—when I am driving, I am driving. If I am going wrong
then I am going wrong. How long could they control themselves?
It was dangerous, and they were not concerned about their own
life. They were concerned about my life, but what could I do?
I could simply state the fact that if I was driving wrongly I
would continue to do so. At that moment particularly I did not
want to be taught. It was not any egoism.
I am simple in that way. You can always tell me where I am wrong,
and I am open to listen. But when I am doing something, I hate
interference. Even though the intention may be good, I don't want
it even for my own good. I would rather die driving wrongly than
be saved by somebody's advice. That's the way I am and it is too
late to change. glimps18
I am myself a reckless driver. In my whole life I have committed
only two crimes, and those were speeding. upan17
I have been caught twice in America speeding, because I cannot
drive at fifty-five miles per hour when the car is made to go
one hundred and forty miles per hour! Do you see the inconsistency
of the governments? You make the car to go a hundred and forty
miles per hour, and you make the rule that nobody can go faster
than fifty-five. Then why do you create these cars?—just
let them go fifty-five miles per hour. There is no need to make
any law, there is no need to put signs on every crossroads that
you should not go beyond fifty-five. And you are allowing car
factories to create cars which are meant to go one hundred and
forty miles per hour….
What kind of intelligence is ruling the world?
I was moving as fast as the car could go, and when I was stopped
by the police, the cops, they said, "You are going beyond
the speed limit."
I said, "Look at my speedometer. I cannot move beyond the
speedometer."
They said, "We are not concerned with your speedometer. Don't
you see the sign boards?"
I said, "When I am driving I look ahead! And when a person
is moving at one hundred and forty miles per hour, do you want
him to look sideways?"
They said, "You are a strange person."
I said, "Ask your government that all factories should create
cars which go only fifty-five miles per hour. There will be no
question of so many cops on the road. I listen to my engine, not
to your signs!"
They talked with each other, "What should we do?" They
gave me a ticket, that I had to be present in court.
I said, "It is better I don't appear in the court; otherwise
your judges will be embarrassed just as you are embarrassed. So
my attorney will deal with it. It is not much of a matter—fifty
dollars."
And exactly fifty dollars I was fined.
I said, "That does not matter. Once in a while you can catch
me. And why bother the court?—I can give you fifty dollars
on the spot. But my speed will remain according to my speedometer!"
Then I made arrangements for one car ahead of me, one car behind
me. And I had made arrangements…There are mechanical devices
which give you a signal when the cops are around. I continued
to move at my speed!
Only in Salt Lake City you can move freely…or in Germany.
Adolf Hitler will be remembered in history for making the greatest
road, for the first time, on which you can drive at any speed
you want.
Rather than increasing the roads, making better roads, you prevent
people from speeding. And unless the car moves beyond one hundred,
you don't have the feeling of a great ecstasy: you are almost
flying! christ02
And there are rumors about me that I am hypnotizing people. When
I used to go driving on the highways, sometimes I was stopped
by a police car, but the police officer would not look directly
into my eyes—afraid of getting hypnotized! false23
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