Philosphy of non violence
I find individual after individual circumscribed by unhappiness; and it may be
remembered that if one individual is unhappy, he becomes the cause of unhappiness for many others.
IF I AM UNHAPPY I WILL INEVITABLY BECOME THE CAUSE OF UNHAPPINESS FOR OTHERS.
WHATEVER I AM, IS REVEALED IN MY BEHAVIOUR; this is only natural, because in my relations, I put and pour my own self; anything else is not possible.
In my relations, my own picture and my own tunes are there. I am myself reflected and resounding in them. I am myself present there. If therefore, I am unhappy, if I am in pain, then unhappiness alone will flow from me and spread out.
As in a tank, ripples start from a small centre and spread out to long distances, similarly the ripples that gain life from my individual centre do not remain limited to me alone; their echoes can be heard far, far away.
What happens in an individual, spreads out in the atmosphere very quickly. Between the individual and the universal, there are no set boundaries. They are connected and co-communicative in several ways.
If I am unhappy, I will also give unhappiness to others. Even if I do not wish, it will keep on flowing from me every moment. That is helplessness, because I CAN GIVE ONLY WHAT I POSSESS. I cannot give what I do not have even if I wish. In our relations, we give our own selves, not our wishes. Not merely my wishes, but my goodness is necessary. It is not the dream, it is the reality which can be received or given.
Therefore, many people are unable to give happiness, peace or love to others in spite of their wish. Their good intentions are beyond doubt, but that is not enough. Their dreams are, no doubt, beautiful; but in the world of reality their effect is not more than the effect of lines drawn on water. They can be used for literature, but not for life. We wish to impart happiness -- and who would not like to do so -- but we can give only unhappiness and misery.
We want to give love, but what we are able to give does not produce even a distant tune of love; and then what an emptiness, failure and futility do we experience. How lost and defeated everything looks.
In these moments of defeat, all sense of direction is lost, all purposefulness is lost, all meaning is lost, what is left behind is the misery of loneliness. as if we have been left all alone in the world.
IN THESE MOMENTS, WE CAN REALISE OUR OWN POWERLESSNESS AND HELPLESSNESS.
OSHO
Philosphy of non violence !
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