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The sparrow still sits in a golden cage and says what its master tells it to say. It will remain locked in the cage forever, because the sparrow says anything but the truth. The sparrow is, after all, just a bird, but there are many sparrows among people. These "Sparrows" have also been repeating what their master says for thousands of years, repeating and re-repeating what they have been told.

There are sparrows of sacred scriptures, sparrows of various sects and cults, sparrows of temples – the whole of humanity is annoyed by the noise that these sparrows make. Their voices, heard continuously, capture our minds, so gradually we too become sparrows. Thus, we don't even know about things like the soul and Bliss. If you want to maintain peace in your captivity, don't even mention the word "Truth." If you perceive life as existing in submission and confinement, never try to turn your gaze to the Truth, don't make this mistake! Treat anyone who speaks of Truth as your enemy, because Truth is dangerous. Truth leads to freedom, and freedom does not provide security. Security provides slavery. How reliable is a saving cage! There is nothing to fear from storms and strong winds in it. Running clouds and flashing lightning do not reach the one sitting in it. There is no fear in the cage; a person will be saved behind the bars of his cage.

The open sky is full of dangers. Imagine: a small bird in the infinite sky with its terrible storms and strong winds – there is no protection, no security. That is why most people prefer slavery! If you want security, ask yourself if you want to be a prisoner. If so, then never speak of Truth. Then captivity, slavery will be your only answer. For those seeking security, it is best to depend on politics, religion, and well-being. The search for Truth is not for those who believe in salvation and safe existence. It is a search for the impatient, fearless souls... for those who have not forgotten about their wings and the open sky! Deep within such people lies a memory of the vastness of the sky – they break down walls and fly... they fly to where there are no walls. But how few people feel the excitement and desire to know the Truth! Look into thousands of eyes – the longing for freedom, perhaps you will only see it in one in a million! Knock on millions of hearts, and perhaps only one heart beats in resonance with the Truth! What has happened to humanity? Security has become everything in life. Security has become our religion – live in security and die in security! Here is a story about a king who once built himself a wonderful palace.

He made it so impregnable that no enemy could even think of breaking into it! So too, in our lives, we build similar castles to protect ourselves from enemies and be completely safe. What does a person do all his life, in the end? Why does he accumulate wealth? Why does he dream of a career and fame? Because then he can feel his security, he can feel safe! Life then does not threaten him. But the funniest thing is, and this is no secret, that the more effort he puts into making himself safe, the stronger his fear becomes. And this dependence is directly proportional.

So, the king conquered everything he could conquer, but fear forced him to build a palace to protect himself from enemies, because even defeated enemies remain enemies. He tried to enslave everyone, and in doing so, he made everyone his enemies. Only someone who is willing to accept defeat from another can be his friend. The king wanted to conquer the whole world, so the whole world became his enemy, and his fear increased a thousandfold! When fear increases, it is necessary to ensure one's safety. The king built himself a palace with only one door. The palace had no windows, no openings, except for the single door through which an enemy could enter the palace. There was only one door, guarded by a thousand guards with drawn swords. From a neighboring kingdom came another king to see the wonderful palace, about which rumors had spread. He was deeply impressed and decided to build a similar palace for himself – for his safety.

Leaving the country of his neighbor, he praised the king for his foresight and wisdom, saying that he would follow his example. Their conversation was heard by an old beggar sitting on the side of the road. The owner of the palace, seeing a smile on the beggar's face, looked at him reproachfully and said: "What made you laugh, fool?" "Since you addressed me with a question, O lord, I have the right to answer you," said the beggar. "In this beautiful structure, there is only one flaw. It is impregnable, if not for the door! An enemy can enter through it. If you enter inside and brick up the door or marble it, then security will be complete. No enemy will be able to break into the palace." "You are a fool! If I do what you suggest, this palace will become my tomb!" said the king.

"It already is a tomb," replied the beggar, "if not for the door. Through this door, an enemy can enter the palace, and if not an enemy, then death will enter it." "But I will die before that happens," the king said angrily. "Then realize this," said the beggar. "How many doors did you have in the palace, so many lives did you have. By reducing the number of doors, you reduce the number of lives within yourself. Now you have only one door left – only one door is open to life. Close it, and your life will end forever. Therefore, I say that your palace has only one flaw." And the beggar laughed again. I also had castles, O my lord! But then I realized that they are nothing more than prisons. Then I began to expand the doors and move the walls. But no matter how much I expanded the doors, moved the walls, the walls still remained walls! Then I went beyond the walls and stepped into the open space.

Now I stand under the open sky, and I am alive, and I am in complete harmony with the world." Are we not building walls around ourselves, each according to our abilities? Walls are built of marble and brick, wood and bamboo – but they are not so dangerous, because they can be seen! But there are also other walls: invisible, imperceptible walls... These are thick barriers and curtains of concepts, doctrines, scriptures. These walls are completely invisible.

These walls we have built around our souls for complete safety. The thicker these walls, the further we are from the open sky of Truth. Then the soul becomes more and more lazy and relaxed. The more anxious our soul, the harder we try to strengthen the walls. But then we are overcome by horror: perhaps the relaxation of our soul is due to the presence of these walls? The answer is yes! The longer our soul is confined, the longer it cannot reach bliss. There is no greater suffering than being in captivity.
Osho