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Just as it happens with a mystic, because he transcends the mind. I'm not saying you should go mad, but I am saying that there is a certain similarity between madness and mysticism. That's why all great mystics look a little mad, and all great madmen look a little like mystics.
Look into the eyes of a madman, and you will find that his eyes are very mystical... a glow, some otherworldly radiance, as if there is an inner door in him, from which he enters the very core of life. He is relaxed. He may have nothing, but he is simply happy. He has no desires, no ambitions. He is not going anywhere. He is just here... enjoying, rejoicing.
Yes, madmen and mystics have something in common. The similarity is that both of them have lost their minds. The madman has fallen below the mind, the mystic has gone beyond the mind. Moreover, the mystic is a madman with a method; there is a method in his madness. The madman has simply fallen down.
I am not saying that you should become mad. I am saying: become mystics. The mystic is as happy as the madman, and as normal as the normal man. The mystic has as much common sense—perhaps even more—as so-called rational people, and at the same time he is as happy as madmen. The mystic has the most beautiful synthesis. He is in harmony. He has everything that the rational man has. He has both. He is complete. He is whole.
You ask: "Why am I always daydreaming about the future?" You daydream about the future because you have not yet tasted the present. Begin to taste the present. Find a few moments when you simply rejoice. Looking at the trees, just look. Listening to the birds, just be a listening ear. Let them reach your deepest core. Let their song spread throughout your being. Sitting on the beach by the ocean, just listen to the wild roar of the waves, become one with it... because in the wild roar of the waves there is neither past nor future. If you can tune in to it, you too will become a wild roar. Embrace a tree and relax in it. Feel its green form flowing into your being. Lie on the sand, forget the world, become one with the sand, with its coolness; feel how the coolness saturates you. Come to the river, swim, and let the river flow within you. Raise splashes and become the splashes. Do whatever brings you a sense of enjoyment, and enjoy it totally. In these short moments, the past and the future will disappear, and you will be here and now.
The gospel is not in the Bible. The gospel is in the rivers and the wild roar of the ocean, in the silence of the stars. The good news is written everywhere. The whole universe contains a message. Decipher it. Learn its language. And its language is the language of here and now.
Your language is the language of the past and the future, and by continuing to speak the language of the mind, you will never be able to tune in to existence, to come into harmony with it. And if the taste of harmony has not been experienced, how can you break the daydream? — because that is all your life.
You are like a poor man who carries a full sack of stones and thinks they are wonderful diamonds, rubies, and if you tell him, "Throw them away. You are a fool. These are just ordinary stones," he will not be able to believe it. He will think he is being cheated. He will not let go of the sack because it is all he has.
I would not tell this man to renounce the sack. I would try to show him real rubies, emeralds, diamonds. Seeing them, even for a moment, he will throw away the sack himself. There will be no need to renounce—because there is nothing to renounce; these are just ordinary stones. One does not renounce ordinary stones.
He simply realizes that he has been living under the power of illusion. Now there are real diamonds. Suddenly, his own stones fade...—they disappear. He simply empties everything out of his sack, right there, and he doesn't even need to say anything, because now something else can be put in the sack. He throws away the stones because he needs space.
So, I am not saying that you should abandon your striving for the future, for the past. Rather, I would like to say: touch the present more and more.
Osho
Look into the eyes of a madman, and you will find that his eyes are very mystical... a glow, some otherworldly radiance, as if there is an inner door in him, from which he enters the very core of life. He is relaxed. He may have nothing, but he is simply happy. He has no desires, no ambitions. He is not going anywhere. He is just here... enjoying, rejoicing.
Yes, madmen and mystics have something in common. The similarity is that both of them have lost their minds. The madman has fallen below the mind, the mystic has gone beyond the mind. Moreover, the mystic is a madman with a method; there is a method in his madness. The madman has simply fallen down.
I am not saying that you should become mad. I am saying: become mystics. The mystic is as happy as the madman, and as normal as the normal man. The mystic has as much common sense—perhaps even more—as so-called rational people, and at the same time he is as happy as madmen. The mystic has the most beautiful synthesis. He is in harmony. He has everything that the rational man has. He has both. He is complete. He is whole.
You ask: "Why am I always daydreaming about the future?" You daydream about the future because you have not yet tasted the present. Begin to taste the present. Find a few moments when you simply rejoice. Looking at the trees, just look. Listening to the birds, just be a listening ear. Let them reach your deepest core. Let their song spread throughout your being. Sitting on the beach by the ocean, just listen to the wild roar of the waves, become one with it... because in the wild roar of the waves there is neither past nor future. If you can tune in to it, you too will become a wild roar. Embrace a tree and relax in it. Feel its green form flowing into your being. Lie on the sand, forget the world, become one with the sand, with its coolness; feel how the coolness saturates you. Come to the river, swim, and let the river flow within you. Raise splashes and become the splashes. Do whatever brings you a sense of enjoyment, and enjoy it totally. In these short moments, the past and the future will disappear, and you will be here and now.
The gospel is not in the Bible. The gospel is in the rivers and the wild roar of the ocean, in the silence of the stars. The good news is written everywhere. The whole universe contains a message. Decipher it. Learn its language. And its language is the language of here and now.
Your language is the language of the past and the future, and by continuing to speak the language of the mind, you will never be able to tune in to existence, to come into harmony with it. And if the taste of harmony has not been experienced, how can you break the daydream? — because that is all your life.
You are like a poor man who carries a full sack of stones and thinks they are wonderful diamonds, rubies, and if you tell him, "Throw them away. You are a fool. These are just ordinary stones," he will not be able to believe it. He will think he is being cheated. He will not let go of the sack because it is all he has.
I would not tell this man to renounce the sack. I would try to show him real rubies, emeralds, diamonds. Seeing them, even for a moment, he will throw away the sack himself. There will be no need to renounce—because there is nothing to renounce; these are just ordinary stones. One does not renounce ordinary stones.
He simply realizes that he has been living under the power of illusion. Now there are real diamonds. Suddenly, his own stones fade...—they disappear. He simply empties everything out of his sack, right there, and he doesn't even need to say anything, because now something else can be put in the sack. He throws away the stones because he needs space.
So, I am not saying that you should abandon your striving for the future, for the past. Rather, I would like to say: touch the present more and more.
Osho