"The crowd neither wants nor seeks knowledge, and the leaders of the crowd, in their own interests, try to strengthen its fear and dislike of everything new and unknown. The slavery in which mankind lives is based upon this fear."
"One thing alone is certain, that man's slavery grows and increases. Man is becoming a willing slave. He no longer needs chains. He begins to grow fond of his slavery, to be proud of it. And this is the most terrible thing that can happen to a man."
And you have created religions, gods, prayers, rituals, out of your dreams, your gods are as much part of your dreams as anything else. Your politics is part of your dreams, your religions are part of your dreams, your poetry, your painting, your art, because you are asleep, you do things according to your own state of mind.
Your gods cannot be different from you. Who will create them? Who will give them shape and colour and form? You create them, you sculpt them; they have eyes like you, noses like you, and minds like you! The Old Testament God says, "I am a very jealous God!" Now who has created this God who is jealous? God cannot be jealous, and if God is jealous then what is wrong in being jealous? If even God is jealous, why should you be thought to be doing something wrong when you are jealous? Jealousy is divine!
The Old Testament God says, "I am a very angry God! If you don´t follow my commandments, I will destroy you. You will be thrown into hellfire for eternity. And because I am very jealous," God says, "don´t worship anybody else. I cannot tolerate it." Who created such a God? It must be out of our own jealousy, out of our own anger, that you have created this image. It is your projection, it is your shadow. It echoes you and nobody else. And the same is the case with all gods of all religions.
It is because of this that Buddha never talked about God. He said, "What is the point of talking about God to people who are asleep? They will listen in their sleep. They will dream about whatsoever is said to them, and they will create their own gods, which will be utterly false, utterly impotent, utterly meaningless. It is better not to have such gods.
I think I prefer to be alone...out of the crowd. Of all the adorable animals in creation, sheep are my least favourite ones. They find their strength within the group and are always ready to shout WOLF WOLF! at anyone who dares think differently.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
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