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YAKUSAN: STRAIGHT TO THE POINT OF ENLIGHTENMENT
Chapter 5: The truth is what works
Question 1
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Question 1
Maneesha has a question:
OUR BELOVED MASTER,
I HAVE HEARD YOU SAY THAT BUDDHA SAID, "TRUTH IS WHAT WORKS."
Before going deeper into the question, first I have to explain what Buddha meant.
Truth cannot be expressed in words, but devices can be created which can wake you up to the world of truth. Those devices are not true or untrue, they are just fiction. But because they work, and bring you to the experience of truth, Buddha defined truth as "that which works."
If a device works to wake you up and bring you to the world of truth, you know that device was fiction -- but it has led you to truth. You have to be grateful to the device. It has done a miracle. Hence, Buddha says, that which works is also true -- true in the sense that it leads you towards the truth.
All meditations are true, in the sense that they will bring your enlightenment. My words are true, in the sense that someday you may hear the wordless message between my words, in the silences of my heart. If it works then it becomes true, because it leads you to the truth.
Symbolically, Buddha says, truth is what works. Science will accept his definition.
Nobody knows what electricity is, not even Thomas Alva Edison who discovered it, but nobody cares. You don't have to know what electricity is, you only have to know how to put the switch on. The switch that brings the electricity immediately is true, it works. You don't have to go into the whole dynamics and the theorization. And there is no way really to find out exactly what electricity is.
Have I told you the story of Thomas Alva Edison?
He had gone for a holiday to a resort village. The village had a small high school, and they were having their annual function. The students from different departments had made things as an exhibition for all the villagers to come and see. The art students had made paintings, toys. The science students had made a few electrical things which amazed the villagers.
For example, you put your hand underneath the tap and the water immediately comes out. Without touching any button or anything; just the presence of your hand is enough to trigger it and the water comes. As you take your hand away, the water stops.
They had made railway trains, small trains running round and round on tracks. And they had made many other things.
Thomas Alva Edison, just wandering around the village, enjoying the open air and the trees and the sun and the sea air, crisp and salty, came across the school, and he saw a great crowd going there. He said, "What is the matter?"
They said, "It is the annual function and our students have made many beautiful things. We are going to see. Would you like to come?" He had the time, so he joined the crowd.
He went directly to the electrical section; that was his lifelong work. He was the first man to see the electric bulb light up, in the whole history of man. Three years it took for him .... You just push the button, you don't know how hard people have worked just to create a button for you. Three years .... Twenty colleagues started, and by and by everybody left, because this man seemed to be mad: "Nothing is working, everything fails, electricity does not come!"
They told him, "Drop it, you will simply waste your life. You have many other things to do."
He said, "When I put my hand to one thing, unless I finish it or I get finished there is no way to distract me. If you are tired, frustrated ... you don't understand scientific research."
They said, "What do you mean, we don't understand scientific research? We are all scientists!"
He said, "You may be scientists, but you don't understand the fundamentals. One fundamental is that every failure brings you closer to success. If there are three hundred possibilities and I have failed two hundred and ninety-nine times, now is the time. One never knows.
Yes, three years have passed. You are frustrated but I am rejoicing that so many things are cut out. Now very few alternatives remain. The day is not far away ...." And within three months he managed it.
One night he was working hard -- it must have been past three o'clock, it was already morning -- when suddenly for the first time in the whole history of man, he saw the light bulb radiating light. He was almost hypnotized. He just looked and looked at the beauty of it. He could not believe that he had succeeded.
And at that time Mrs. Thomas Alva Edison screamed, "Put that light out and come to bed!" She had no idea that this was no ordinary light.
But Edison went in and said, "You don't know .... It is not any old light that you know, it is the result of my three years and three months' continuous work. Twenty people started with me and all have left, some after one year, some after the second year, some after the third year. Electricity has been caught. You come and see."
The wife was amazed. She never believed in Thomas Alva Edison -- no wife believes in her husband -- that this fellow was going to succeed. "Forget all about it. He is simply mad."
So when he went into the school, he saw the trains running, he saw the water coming from the tap just by the presence of the hand underneath it. He asked a student -- who was very happy to show him because he knew that this was not a man from the village; just by his dress and everything he looked like a visitor. The student was very interested to show him everything, and Thomas Alva Edison took great interest in everything that the students had made.
Then he asked a question: "How are these things working?"
The boy said, "Electricity."
Edison asked, "What is electricity?"
The boy said, "What is electricity? That I don't know. I know how it works. But I will call my science teacher, he is a graduate, a B.Sc. first class; he will certainly know."
So he called his science teacher, who also said, "Forgive me, sir. We know how to use it, but we don't know what it is. But perhaps our principal, who has a Ph. D. -- he must know what electricity is."
So they took the principal aside, and the principal said, "Forgive me, sir. I know how it works, but what it is, I am sorry to say I don't know."
Edison laughed. He said to them, "Don't feel embarrassed. I am Thomas Alva Edison, and I also don't know what electricity is. All that I know is how it works."
Science will accept Buddha's statement, "Truth is what works." Don't ask what it is.
Another great philosopher, G.E. Moore, has written a book on ethics, and the only subject in two hundred and fifty pages is "What is `good'?" Without knowing good, how can you manage ethics, morality, and all kinds of things?
First you should define exactly what `good' is. And after two hundred and fifty pages of very dense argumentation, finally he comes to the conclusion, "Good is indefinable."
It is just as if somebody asks you, "What is yellow?" You can say, "Yellow is yellow," but what is it?
We are living in a mysterious world where nothing is known. All that we know is how to use things.
If we go to the root of knowing, we will be confronted with an immense mystery which has not been solved even in ordinary matters. What is yellow? What is good?
Maneesha is asking:
I UNDERSTAND THAT TO MEAN THAT, WHEN DELIVERED BY AN ENLIGHTENED MASTER, TRUTH IS WHAT WORKS -- HIS TRUTH IS IMPLICIT IN EVERYTHING HE SAYS OR DOES. HAVING NO EGO MEANS THAT THERE IS NO MOTIVATION FOR ANYTHING OTHER THAN THE TRUTH.
I HEARD AN OLD SANNYASIN SAY, "I DON'T EXAGGERATE -- I LIE LIKE MY MASTER." IT SEEMS TO ME THERE IS A FATAL FLAW IN HIS WORDS.
WILL YOU PLEASE SPEAK ABOUT TRUTH AND TRUST?
Before speaking about truth and trust, I can only imagine two persons who could have made that statement: "I don't exaggerate -- I lie like my master." One is Subhuti, who is not here, and the other is Krishna Prem, who is sitting here.
Both are ex-journalists, and although they have been with me and they love me, they cannot drop their old orientation.
It is true that all devices are lies, but because they work, they are true.
But his saying, "I don't exaggerate -- I lie like my master ...."
Am I right, Krishna Prem, it is your statement?
(KRISHNA PREM, SITTING NEAR THE FRONT, SHRUGS HIS SHOULDERS.)
You have forgotten? I will produce witnesses.
Stand up!
(KRISHNA PREM STANDS UP.)
You say you have not made this statement?
(KRISHNA PREM ANSWERS, "I DON'T REMEMBER THE WORDS.")
No, you know it perfectly well. Do you want me to produce witnesses?
(KRISHNA PREM APPEARS TO SHAKE HIS HEAD.)
Then say the truth, that you have made this statement!
(KRISHNA PREM INDICATES AN AFFIRMATIVE.)
So then there are only two alternatives left for you. There is no need to have an apology for me because I love you, you can say anything. But you have to apologize to all the sannyasins. You have hurt them badly. Fold your hands and go round.
(KRISHNA PREM FOLDS HIS HANDS IN NAMASTE, TURNS SLOWLY AROUND IN A CIRCLE, SALUTING THE LARGE GATHERING.)
Sit down.
It is very difficult to forget your old orientation. Journalists deal only with rumors and lies and all kinds of rubbish.
You cannot say such a thing about me. I may sometimes commit mistakes about facts, because that is not my world. For fifteen years I have not read a single book. Whatever information I get, I get from my secretaries -- they read it to me. I don't know whether it is exactly true or not, and I don't care.
My concern is totally different. My concern is somehow to bring you to an awakening. I will use everything possible; it doesn't matter whether it is factual or non-factual.
A journalist lives in the world of facts, he has nothing to do with truth. All facts are not necessarily truths. They may appear ....
I am reminded of an English historian, Edmund Burke. He was writing the whole world's history; he wasted almost forty years writing it.
One day, just behind his house, a murder was committed in broad daylight, before witnesses. He ran and asked the people who had seen it how the person had been shot dead and how the person who killed him escaped. But there were as many versions as there were witnesses. He could not believe his eyes. It happened in front of them, but everybody had his own story.
Seeing the situation, he went into his house and burned the whole history that he had been writing for forty years about the whole world since the beginning -- from Adam and Eve up to now. He burned it because, he said, "If eyewitnesses cannot agree, what can I say about whether Gautam Buddha or Jesus Christ existed or not? What can I say about whether man comes from the apes, or the chimpanzees, or the gorillas? What can I say about whether they are all coming from Africa or from different parts of the world, or from Mongolia?"
At one time there was a theory, accepted by all the scientists, that life was born in Mongolia and from there it spread. The reason for it was the Sanskrit language.
The North Indians came from Mongolia, perhaps ninety thousand years ago. They pushed the natives from North India towards South India; that's why you find the South Indians are black. They are not Aryans, and their languages have no connection with Sanskrit.
But all European languages, English, Swiss, Danish, Dutch, French, Italian, German -- all European languages have thirty percent, forty percent Sanskrit roots. One language, Lithuanian, has ninety percent Sanskrit roots. German has forty percent of its roots in Sanskrit.
The reason was that these people had lived together in Mongolia. It was one family, the Aryans, and when the population became big -- they were hunters, and they had hunted all the animals -- small groups started moving in different directions.
One group reached India. One group reached Iran; its old name was "Ay-ran," the country of the Aryans. That Ay-ran has become Iran. And branches of the same family reached from Mongolia to England, to Holland, to Germany, to Sweden, to Switzerland, to the whole of Europe.
This is one family. The Sanskrit roots prove, basically, that all these people once lived together. Then they dispersed, because there was a food shortage and they had to move in different directions.
You should look at the world map and cut out the maps of Africa and India, and try to put them together. You will be surprised: they match perfectly. There was a time when Africa and India were connected. Now, it is a well-established fact that the continents go on continuously moving. Under the continents, far down deep, they are floating.
Africa moved, but the cut where they broke away remained the same. The South Indian languages and the South Indians have some Negroid blood in them. That's why they are black, and that's why their languages don't have anything to do with Sanskrit.
Now that theory has changed. Now they say that life started in Africa, because Africa has chimpanzees, apes, gorillas. Because Indian monkeys are very small, they could not have become man. Mongolian monkeys are also very small, they could not have become man.
So now that old idea from Sanskrit has receded and a new idea has come to light; that life was born in Africa. Perhaps there is no contradiction in it. It is possible that life was born in Africa, and a few chimpanzees moved to Mongolia. They prospered in Mongolia, and then with over-population they started moving towards Europe, to India. There is no contradiction in the two. But who is to decide now?
There is a small fraction of scientists who say that life must have been born in different places simultaneously; it was not one place. That seems to be also relevant, because the Chinese, the Japanese, the whole East, the Far East, does not fit with any theory. Neither does the African theory fit with the Chinese.
The African apes, chimpanzees and gorillas have really thick beards. Look at the Chinese beard: you can count the hairs on your ten fingers. Look at their high cheekbones, which are not seen anywhere else in the world.
It seems to me there is no contradiction in all the three. Perhaps in different places life arose simultaneously. There is no reason to deny it, because the differences are so clearly there. Chinese has nothing to do with Sanskrit -- not even with the alphabet; it is a non-alphabetical language. It has nothing in common with Sanskrit, and nothing in common with Africa.
Chinese and Japanese and the Far Eastern people, Taiwanese and Koreans, they must have been born separately. Perhaps the theory based on Sanskrit has its own truth. Certainly these people have lived together some place, and it seems that place can only be Mongolia because now Mongolia is almost empty. You will find only reminders of some very ancient cities -- houses, roads -- but nobody lives there. So the people who lived there must have moved because of the scarcity of food; that also seems to be right.
And the theory that life was born in Africa ... perhaps one section of life must have been born in Africa.
But all these are guesswork!
So sometimes you may find my facts not collaborating with the fashionable theory, but don't think I am lying. I have never lied in my life. If I have lied, I have lied only as a device to help you to come to truth.
And Krishna Prem, if you want to lie like your master, be like your master. Before that, you are simply lying; don't bring me in.
Even right now, you have witnessed, he lied. First he denied, then he shrugged his shoulders. When I said that I would bring witnesses, that was a lie, but the lie brought the truth immediately.
I am absolutely a scientific person. The moment he saw that I know about the witnesses .... I know nothing, I knew just by the way he denied it. I could see his heartbeat going faster. Then he shrugged his shoulders as if he had forgotten -- and it is just two days ago!
I was going to take the question yesterday, but he was not here. So I waited. And the moment I said "witnesses", he immediately accepted that "Yes ...."
This is how I bring truth through lies.
But I am not lying. My lying is not destructive. It is not to deceive you, it is just to bring you to more awareness, more consciousness.
It is not the fault of Krishna Prem. His whole programming is that of a journalist. I feel sad and sorry for him because he loves me, but his programming pulls him farther away.
The same was the case with Subhuti. Twice he left the commune. Again he came and said, "I have changed completely, I will not bring my journalist mind in. Please allow me in." Twice I allowed him. Again he did the same. Now I have told him, "The doors are closed. You have closed them yourself."
That was the other alternative I was going to give to Krishna Prem. But because he has apologized to all the sannyasins, the other alternative is not needed. Otherwise I was going to say to him, "Leave this place. You have been here enough, and if nothing changes in you, what is the point?"
I hope this question will help him towards a transformation.
And Maneesha, you are asking:
WILL YOU PLEASE SPEAK ABOUT TRUTH AND TRUST?
I will not, because those are the things that have to be experienced, not to be talked about.
It has been a serious time; now forget all about it. Here comes Sardar Gurudayal Singh.
Chinaman Chinks is telling his friend Wu, the barman, about his amazing cure with Doctor Hak Mee.
"But," says Wu, "you were sick for over five months with some rare, unknown disease. What happened?"
"Ah!" says Chinks, "me velly sick man. So me first call Doctor Yoo Dum. Me takee his medicine. Me velly more sick. So then me get Doctor Foo Foo. Then me takee his medicine. Then me velly bad -- me think me going to die! So me callee Doctor Hak Mee."
"Yes! Yes!" exclaims Wu. "Then what happened?"
"Well," says Chinks, "Doctor Hak Mee too busy, no can come. So me get well!"
Duncan Dorkee walks into Doctor Doom's office feeling a little out of condition.
"Ah, yes," says Doctor Doom, "you must run ten miles a day, and not take the bus. You must eat lots of tofu and cut out the cake, beer and cigars. You must drop sex for one month, and whenever you have the urge, just drink a glass of prune juice instead -- in fact, drink three glasses ...." And the doctor babbles on like this for half an hour.
Duncan eases himself up out of the chair, and heads for the door.
"Wait!" shouts Doctor Doom, "you have not paid for my advice."
"Thanks, Doc," says Duncan, "but I am not taking it!"
Pope the Polack is trotting around the Vatican when Little Giovanni comes racing up to him.
"Hello, my son," says the Polack pope. "Can I help you?"
"Yes," says Giovanni. "What is the time?"
Pope the Polack fumbles inside his robes and after a long search brings out a clock tied to his crucifix.
"It is exactly five-thirty," says the pope.
"Well," says Little Giovanni, turning around, "at six o'clock, you go to hell!" And Giovanni races away.
Pissed off, Pope the Polack picks up his robes and chases after Giovanni as fast as he can, dashing across Saint Peter's Square.
Running full speed around the corner, Pope the Polack crashes into Cardinal Catsass.
"Holy Jezus!" shouts Catsass. "Where are you going so fast?"
"That little boy," puffs the Polack, "I told him it was five-thirty, and he told me at six o'clock I was going to hell!"
"Really?" says Catsass, looking at his watch. "But why so fast? You have still got half an hour!"
Nivedano ...
(drumbeat)
(gibberish)
Nivedano ...
(drumbeat)
Be silent.
Close your eyes, and feel your body to be completely frozen.
This is the right moment to look inwards.
Gather your whole life energy, your total consciousness, and with an urgency as if this is going to be your last moment, rush towards the center of your being. Faster and faster.
As you come closer to the center, you are coming closer to your buddha.
A little more.
A little more.
The deeper you go, the greater becomes the silence. The moment you reach to the center, you have touched eternity.
This moment, Gautama the Buddha Auditorium is full of ten thousand buddhas.
The only quality the buddha has is witnessing.
Witness that you are not the body.
Witness that you are not the mind.
Witness that you are not the astral or the subtle bodies.
Witness that you are only the witness and nothing else.
This is your purest consciousness. This is your awakening.
To make your witnessing deeper, Nivedano ...
(drumbeat)
Relax ....
Let go. But remain centered.
A great ecstasy is showering over you. You will find yourself drunk. It is being drunk with the divine.
Slowly slowly, you start melting like ice, and the Buddha Auditorium becomes an ocean of pure consciousness without any ripples.
You are the most blessed people in the world, because nobody else is looking inwards, nobody else is trying to find his ultimate source.
This will transform your very life. This will give you a new clarity about everything. This will make you an individual with absolute freedom from all fetters, prisons, religions, nations, races. This will make you a citizen of the cosmos.
The whole world is yours.
The whole existence rejoices in your meditation.
Before Nivedano calls you back, collect as much experiencing as you can: the joy, the blissfulness, the benediction, the great matter of being one with the whole.
And persuade the buddha to come along with you. He has to become your very heartbeat, your very breathing. He has to be always present in you.
He is there, but hidden deep, far deep. He has to be brought closer and closer, so soon every word that you speak comes from him, every silence is his silence, every gesture is his gesture.
The day all your songs are his, and all your dances are his, is the greatest day of your millions of lives.
Nivedano ...
(drumbeat)
Come back, but come back as buddhas, with the same grace, the same beauty, the same silence.
Sit down for a few moments just to recollect where you have been, what space you have traveled in, what golden path you have moved on, and what you have brought with you from the new space. A new birth? A resurrection?
Remember it.
Meditation is a death and a resurrection.
In this great moment, I don't want Krishna Prem to remain sad. I want Nirvano to put Krishna Prem's name on her list first.
This is what I mean by:
Straight to the point of enlightenment!
Okay, Maneesha?
Yes, Beloved Master.
THE END
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