He moves through life like a floating log, surrendering to the mercy of the winds. He doesn't know who he is, he doesn't know where he came from, he doesn't know where he is going. He is random; he lives only by chance. He is not in a conscious, intentional search for being, truth, reality. He follows the crowd; he remains part of the psychology of the crowd.
He is not an individual. He does not have his own authentic mind; he simply follows others. Parents told him something, teachers, priests, politicians, and he continues to follow all sorts of advice. He has no idea why he is here, what for, and what he is doing, and why. He never raises such questions.
These questions are very uncomfortable for him. They create anxiety in him; he avoids these questions. He simply believes the answers that are passed on to him; he never doubts these answers. It's not that he has achieved trust – no, he doesn't even have trust yet – but he simply suppresses his doubts because doubts create discomfort."
(c) Osho