Satyadeva writes:
It was just an ordinary day, filled with mundane tasks, nothing special going on (unless I tuned in to the problem-obsessed media) until I came across this short talk by the distinguished physicist Richard Feynam, which transformed my perceptions of our human reality, what we are and where we come from.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CDcVqj5rceA
We did not exist before birth, after birth one becomes a queen bee called Osho Rajneesh and million others become servants, labourers, Facilitators etc.
After death, everyone gets a new life, Only Osho Rajneesh remains, Never Born Never Died.
We did not exist before birth but we exist post-demise, in one form or another.
So, Elon Musk is an idiot who is ignorant to the physics of traveling to Mars. And Feynman is an idiot for saying robots can lie in the dust for thousands of years and then get up… with what power source? I have never been the least bit interested in traveling to other planets. But as they say in Spanish, “en la viña del Señor hay de todo” (in the Lord’s vineyard there is everything).
Hi SD,
Here’s another video that will also transform your perceptions of our human reality….
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6-6ZAbPlxwQ
Thanks for that, Anubodh. Love seeing some of the great players of yesteryear.
Cheers, Anubodh, I’ve only just discovered the whole Arsenal squad of that time is portrayed there, I’d thought it was just Charlie George (mind you, that was impressive enough).
Yes, going through those youth-and-age scenes on the sofa is quite a lesson, clearly demonstrating transience, contrasting the condition of youth at its peak with our decidedly less glamorous common human fate, whatever our previous health, achievements or fame. It’s a little disturbing at times seeing the obvious physical (and in some cases, eg Bob Wilson) apparent psycho-physical) deterioration of the former players, despite the warmth of the encounters.
So, love, friendship, youth, age, past, present, life, death…
It was a great idea and beautifully constructed, a wonder of AI (how do they manage it? It’s mind-blowing to a tech ignoramus like me).
“en la viña del Señor hay de todo” (in the Lord’s vineyard there is everything). That is a literal translation. The more colloquial meaning in English might be: “It takes all kinds”, meaning the world contains a wide variety of diverse people with different behaviours, personalities and backgrounds, sannyasins, ex-sannyasins, advaitins, neo-advaitins, etc. etc. etc.
Unfortunately that’s not the kind of Spanish they teach you in Duolingo, which is where I spent some time brushing up a while ago… Feliz cumpleaños! Vamos!
Dear Friends,
Please keep an eye on this young man Shashi Vasudev. In his deepest beliefs, he is the reincarnation of Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh (Osho) who “died” on 19.01.1990. In sannyas language, Master shri left the body and two years later landed on the earth in the form of Shashi.
Naturally, Indian sannyasins of Osho feel offended and disgusted by the presence of Shashi Vasudev. How come their ultimate flowering gets rebirth and that too in the form of Shashi, whose mental balance is not in a perfect shape? I feel love and respect for Shashi. His perception could be right or not, he is one old, well-travelled soul.
One thing I can say without hesitation, Shri Osho Rajneesh most probably could not cross the threshold of earth. His karma record got defected after a super good start…
Presence of Shashi Vasudev must be looked upon as a wonder of life and death. His thought about himself must be investigated.
I feel revolted by the Sannyas cult also for the reason that past life stuff they sold in wholesale, and here they run away like rats, and simply ridicule the claim of Shashi Ji. At least the family members of Shri Rajeesh Jain who are in business must visit Shashi and enquire about his well-being.
Even someone fails in the past life or this life, he still deserves love.
Fallen angels and wounded hearts need caring….
https://www.facebook.com/shashijhathedude
Yes, yes, Shashi looks like Osho as a young chap, but even more importantly, Shashi has over 7,000 followers on Facebook. It’s a miracle.
Feynman was an extraordinary physicist, it was said if you had an impossible-looking problem in physics you could either spend years trying to figure it out, or you could ask Feynman. But he did die in 1988, before the 1989 date mentioned in the video for some of the theories mentioned – isn’t it amazing what AI can do?
That’s not to say that the text that was being spoken is without value, on the contrary it is a fair summary of some of the earlier consciousness research. A good book on the subject would be Michael Pollan’s ‘A World Appears: A Journey into Consciousness’ published earlier this year, in which these and more recent ideas get talked about at length.
Yes, it is AI. Note the slightly Australian accent.
Where did you come from is not that important.
Fundamental question is where one goes after death.
My hypothesis is name change Europeans must get birth in India to see the complete picture.
Every action has the consequences, you wear Indian names, you deserve to be an Indian. Your seeds are your Trees!
Shantam declares, ‘”The fundamental question is where one goes after death.”
This so-called fundamental question has so many givens taken for granted it is like a labyrinth with no clear answer at the exit, if one happens to find such an exit.
4Shantam suggests, “Europeans must get birth in India to see the complete picture.” Highly ironic considering that Shantam does not seem to possess a clear picture of anything, and he was born in India. The idea that India is special in spiritual terms had pretty much reached its sell-by date in 1969.
If it is indeed true that ‘cleanliness is next to godliness’, India must come in at the bottom of the list of dirty places to live because it is a filthy country; that is, of course, generally speaking.
Shantam cynically draws the following absurd conclusion: “If you wear Indian names, you deserve to be an Indian. Your seeds are your Trees!”
I wonder if he has been tasting this year’s crop of magic mushrooms in Freiburg im Breisgau, as he makes his way to church to listen to another boring sermon from the rev.
Swami Lokesh,
Most of the time I go to the empty church or when there are hardly a few people sitting silently.
It is observed, people who have listened too much to Shri Osho Name Changer are hooked with excitement in the words, a kind of Porn quality.
Surely a farmer who sows popcorns becomes a pop star of the season, villages go through starvation.
One Charismatic manipulator destroys the generation around him.
Thanks to God, one day all die and restart.
I kind of doubt whether Osho destroyed the generation around him, Shantam. The largest movement of thoughts and desires in this age seems to be economic. Houses have become so expensive compared to the median income that for many of Gen Z a house and a family feels out of reach.
Osho encouraged people to drop all of that measuring, to instead live together in freedom, love, celebration. He set many people’s feet on the spiritual path by talking about meditation and the peaks of consciousness. That is a very good thing.
I think the end of Rajneeshpuram, the World Tour, and what happened after that in how sannyasins were denied the opportunity to come to Poona 2 were in a way an attack by those in power on those following the enlightened man. That idea, the Buddha, the awakened one…it upsets the capitalist ideal, the point of private property and the primacy of money. It tells you there is more to this life than the accumulation of numbers in a bank account.
Especially the young people today need to hear this, to know the richness that meditation, art, celebration can bring to life.
Shantam says, “Where did you come from is not that important.
Fundamental question is where one goes after death.”
It seems to me they are probably not different places. If we can find out how a baby becomes conscious, it will teach us a great deal about what consciousness is and where we go after death.
Consider the stages of a baby’s growth. It begins as a fertilised egg cell in the womb, there is not much evidence of consciousness there. By the time it is a foetus and spending nine months asleep there maybe a head with a small brain, perhaps the level of brain activity of a squirrel. The process of brain development takes place largely outside the womb, after the birth and during the first few years of life.
Babies don’t do a lot during the first few months. They also don’t have many reflexes beyond sucking nipples and gripping to hold on. It is debatable when consciousness shows up.
I recall hearing from various apparent authorities that a being/soul is attracted to a particular womb at the moment of conception. But I wonder what happens when multiple souls are attracted to the same womb. Do they fight it out (lol) or does politeness rule, as in “After you, mate, your need’s greater than mine – and anyway I’ve got plenty of time.” Or perhaps it’s very often a purely random affair.
Although I suspect this is a mysterious area where our attempts at rational explanations are probably well wide of the mark.
Dear Shantam, you have certainly changed your tune in regards Osho. Not so long ago you were singing his praises. Now the pendulum has swung in the opposite direction. Tick tock. It’s all in your mind.
I was recently asked whether I believe in reincarnation.
I considered the question and came to the conclusion that there are better things to consider. I have been listening to people talk about such matters for 60 years. It is all so many words. It is very human to try and neatly package a mystery, to avoid delivering a heartfelt, “I really do not know.” That is something I admire about the Dalai Lama….he says he does not know when he does not know the answer to a question.
Dalai Lama does not know about reincarnation.
How he was chosen or how Mr Next Lama gets chosen?
Those who were quoting Bible, their children started quoting Bhagwan/Osho. Now Dalai Lama is in fashion.
Why we quote Professional Preachers?
“How he was chosen or how Mr Next Lama gets chosen?”
Word on the street is next will be Mrs. Next Lama.
I recently listened to a wee talk from the Dalai Lama about what exactly gets reborn.
Shantam was probably hurriedly unwrapping a LIDL’s frozen beef pie when he wrote the above comment.
Lokesh, even in the ripe old age, you need teachers to quote.
What is this hunger to listen to this or that professional preacher?
Are not these preachers having tunnel vision?
Surely pupils of doomed Osho Mystery School are lost!
Looking at the vast ocean around, Let One Rishi Lokesh arise.
I hope thousands of Oshos and Sadgurus.
These gentlemen were not falling from the sky!
His Holiness Shantam writes, “Lokesh, even in the ripe old age, you need teachers to quote.”
I have no idea why this unfounded statement is addressed to me. I’m not really in the habit of quoting anyone.
Could it be that all that aspartame Shantam has been swallowing for years is affecting his brain?
Please address your replies to PO Box 666, Freiburg im Breisgau. Home of the frozen beef pie.
In India there is a saying, ‘Shouting at the daughter, sending indirect message to the daughter-in-law.’
I know, Lokesh, you quote sehr Seldom.
I would try to get one frozen beef pie. I am one of those Indians in Germany, who eat all that Germans eat.
MOD:
“…you quote sehr Seldom” – meaning, please, Shantam?
Shantam means ‘very’ seldom.
Indians are more and more incarnating here.
Lately a Sikh brought me a pizza.
It’s called Call-a-Pizza.
It was an annoying listen, as the AI speech was too fast, but Richard was a great man, exploring as he did in ways that many other scientists refused to follow. I couldn’t listen to the whole lecture, but I hope I got a sense of it.
I was given the question of “where was I before I was born” many years ago, and I’ve asked others the same question. In particular I’ve suggested it to people I’ve met, new to “spirituality” or others who appear somewhat materialistic and closed.
Either way the question has power.
It’s unanswerable by the mind, yet if we allow the question to settle it takes us into a place of mystery, beyond our everyday sense of who we are.
For materialists it’s a stupid question, worthy of dismissal. For them consciousness is simply a material evolutionary journey and whilst we can’t explain fully consciousness or questions of life and death, we one day will. In the meantime questions like this are irrelevant.
If I have ever continued to explore the question with this sort of person, they’ve usually got annoyed with me, or walked away.
It’s understandable in some ways because the question does act in a singular way, directly, with a force to push the mind into an experience of mystery. It takes away the known and allows the unknown to enter. It acts in this direct way to show you that Life and death are far more mysterious than our rational minds recognise.
Of course, not everyone will experience this, because we’ve been so smart and clever and ridiculing questions like this.
You may have seen parents despair at their children who ask the question “Why” in a repetitive manner. Why is the sun hot? Why did the sun get there? And so on.
Their “Why?” question hints at a deep wondering as to the real reason behind everything that as adults we have dismissed as just too scary to explore. For adults it can be annoying but for children it is a real question, worthy of answer.
“Where was I before I was born?” remains elusive and yet deeply rewarding and expansive, and for me keeps raising new and wonderful insight and questions about the nature of death, NDEs, reincarnation, the Matrix, alien consciousness and more.
At its simplest and at its most direct it takes me into a place of mystery and in many ways acts as my anchor to my whole life.
Lokesh says:
5 October, 2026 at 11:18 am
response:
These memoirs are more honest, authentic, humane than the cult of Osho, I call that Meditation Mafia.
I read Jane Stork’s ‘Breaking the Spell’ after Shantam highly recommended the book.
I rated it about 6 out of 10 on the reading scale. Jane just swallowed a lot of bullshit and acted on it, producing alarming results. A wee bit bonkers and easily led is the impression she left on me. How could someone be so stupid? Joining a spiritual cult helped cultivate the stupidity.
We existed before, we will exist afterwards.
We don´t remember in which form we existed, we don´t decide which form we will take.
Once there was an Indian guru named Rajneesh. When at the age of 40 he saw an 18 years younger, petite, sweet British girl, he created a story: “You were existing in the past life as an Indian girl of my village. You are reborn to get the lost love in me. See, your past life lover is on the way to become World Master in Neo Spirituality.”
No one knows what oneself or others were before birth. Every story is a fiction to manipulate.
Indian Gurus and their high school drop-out foreigners are gold medallists in the past life seminars!
What a load of nonsense. Shantam, you are starting to sound like someone with a very large chip on their shoulder.
You conclude, “Indian Gurus and their high school drop-out foreigners are gold medallists in the past life seminars!” Apart from being untrue, this statement carries a note of resentment. What exactly are you so pissed off about?
Dear Lokesh, you can see note of resentment in my statement but not the obvious lies and manipulations by one of your gurus.
I had a notion, westerners are very truth-appreciating people. It seems by changing names some westerners become like Indians.
Indians and truth: it changes colours according to the seasons.
Most of the readers and writers on this site are lifelong sannyasins or disillusioned ones, like this post writer.
Let me ask one simple question:
Do you still believe Shri Rajneesh aka Osho´s story about Vivek/Nirvano´s past life is a fact, or a fiction to serve multiple purposes of the Master?
I almost always thought that story about Vivek was a load of hokum. A simple case of giving people what they wanted. To be completely honest, there was a time when I wanted to believe in such stories…a relatively short-lived period of my life.
That was one of Osho’s tricks to keep people hooked. A guru will enjoy success if he tells his disciples it is cool to do and believe in any old nonsense. Fuck your way to God kind of scenario. That is why everyone had so much fun in Poona One. You had to be stupid not to enjoy it.
When “Fuck your way to God” kind of scenario is created, time has shown God fucks on the ass and prints remain forever.
Shameless people still go on bragging, they tried their level best to fuck their way to God.
Shame repentance, remorse are not in the system of psychopaths and alpha males.
Truth and falsehood in Osho’s world is somewhat of a nebulous concept. Perhaps it was true on some level, that there was a connection. What exactly that connection was is hard to say, but Osho gave words to it, a story, a shape…
About the Buddha there are also many stories told about his past lives, collectively these are known as the Jataka Tales. Scholars don’t consider them true, but scholars are very serious people. For ordinary folks, the Jataka Tales contain favourite stories, less serious than what the scholars pursue…
Shantam, if you are free then you don’t care if the Vivek-story is true or not.
Seems you feel betrayed by Osho.
Still waiting for enlightenment?
Satchit, enlightenment also means when you can see the blindness of three-eyed people.
Rajneesh brand of Enlightenment was never my attraction. I was fascinated by a single fact, how thousands of people from the world are coming to India by listening the call of Bhagwan Shree.
As an Indian, it was a pivotal moment to feel we are giving something to the world.
Disillusioned I became to see immense corruption of Master and his cronies.
No one has cheated humanity with clean sweep as Mr. Rajneesh Jain. His last cheating is to die with a name change.
Utterly coward and clever he was.
Shantam claims, “No one has cheated humanity with clean sweep as Mr. Rajneesh Jain.”
Really, Shantam, you are being ridiculous…as usual.
Sad to see that you are so disillusioned with Osho, Shantam.
I’ve read many of the same memoirs as you, and also a few more positive ones, and I feel Osho’s energy is still a good and beautiful thing in the world.
“Utterly coward and clever he was.”
I see, Shantam, he did not behave as you wanted him to behave.
And the other ugly crime he did was that he changed names.
Just read the new article by SD, somehow felt & thought to share here, due to this timing.
By chance, my cousin, we share the same first name, same year of birth & the same college in Bombay too & have been very close with each other till now and have always shared a close relation with her now ex-husband & their children too.
She shared an insta post with me on WhatsApp, which her colleague had shared with her, about her son’s book launch in Poona. Btw, she & I don’t have an insta account.
In 2019 this son Raphael wanted to file a case against his parents for having him, and he featured on BBC News. Btw, both his parents are lawyers at the Bombay High Court!
https://www.bbc.com/news/world-asia-india-47154287
Now I am wondering if this very keyboard I am clicking wanted to be born & where it was before being born!
It is the mailman’s last day on the job, and he is feeling mixed emotions. On the one hand he is glad to be retiring, but on the other hand he will miss seeing the beautiful young married woman he has fancied for the last few years.
He is shocked and delighted when she opens her door for this last time, wearing a see-through gown, and invites him in. She drags him up to the bedroom and makes passionate love to him.
Afterwards she cooks him a delicious breakfast. When he is about to leave, the young woman goes to her purse, takes out a dollar bill and gives it to him. “I don’t understand,” says the satisfied mailman. “You are going to pay me as well?”
“It was my husband’s idea,” the woman explains, “when I told him you were retiring and suggested we give you something, he said, “Screw him, give him a dollar.”
#”The breakfast,” she adds proudly, “was my idea.”
Shantam declares, “It seems by changing names some westerners become like Indians.”
It might seem like that to Shantam, but after looking at the situation over decades, I cannot say that is true. Besides, if somebody wants to use an Indian name, what business is it of Shantam’s? It is nobody else’s business, and in the greater scheme of things, it does not amount to very much.
That’s just so brilliantly appropriate, NP!
A good joke is never wasted
It seems to me that Western people think they know and understand a great deal, whereas they could really do with a little more humility and respect. There are more forces in existence than those that material science knows about.
The whole mystery of how Osho gathered his people is a case in point. Why did some people like my father feel called, on seeing Osho’s photo in black and white in a cheap magazine? So much so that it drastically changed the course of his life?
NP writes, “The whole mystery of how Osho gathered his people is a case in point. Why did some people like my father feel called, on seeing Osho’s photo in black and white in a cheap magazine? So much so that it drastically changed the course of his life?”
If dissected, Osho’s popularity was not a mystery. He was in the right place at the right time. And with careful planning and gimmickry, he drew crowds of disenchanted Westerners to his feet. Indians were also attracted in droves, because his talks on sex were a bombshell in India’s repressed society. Osho’s right-hand woman, Laxmi, had innovative ideas, like wearing malas, orange clothes and name changes. Many, looking for a positive change, joined the club.
NP enquires, “Why did some people like my father feel called, on seeing Osho’s photo in black and white in a cheap magazine?”
Osho was very photogenic and a real poser. In Goa in 1973, it was Osho’s hypnotic eyes in a photo that hooked me. My generation was going through an upheaval in those shifting times. The hippy dream was broken and a ship of fools was capsizing in a sea of unsupportable excess. People were willing to clutch at any straw to stop themselves from drowning in those turbulent waters. Osho was no straw; he was a beautiful island offering hope and salvation, and all we had to do was surrender. It was a no-brainer with lots of sex, fun and meditation thrown in for good measure.
Of course, it changed people’s lives drastically. Surrendering to a guru is very tempting, bona fide or not. The act of surrendering brings with it the relief of dropping responsibility for oneself. Hard to resist when Big Brother will take care of everything for us. The human need to surrender to authority is very deep-seated, especially when the authoritarian figure appears to know all the answers to life’s deeper questions and is dressed like a biblical patriarch who namastes everywhere he meets people with the hint of enlightenment on his smiling lips. It was all so delicious it was impossible not to swallow the whole highly energetic show.
I will leave you with a few lines from a David Bowie song:
“Someone to claim us, someone to follow
Someone to shame us, some brave Apollo
Someone to fool us, someone like you
We want you Big Brother, Big Brother.”
I see. An explanation for everything, that is how the logical mind functions, by dissecting and seeking simple answers. That way leads to materialism and depression, not wisdom.
I think there is more to the world, things that are beyond explanation or psychology. If you are open to existence, and do not always follow the logical road but instead allow your intuition to lead you, you may find great experiences and vistas beyond what you have known or expected.
Living in tune with existence is in a way living a life of surrender, but I think to have people surrender to Osho was never his goal. He was a bit of a rascal for putting his own photo in the mala, that much is true, but most of his sannyasins were his people where he did little to interfere. It was the hierarchy of the commune and all the stuff that grew out of that that tried to guide sannyasins’ lives, and that proved an impossibility.
Thanks for the photo.
NP, whose Sannyasin parents did a fantastic job of brainwashing him, says, “I think to have people surrender to Osho was never his goal.”
Osho says, ‘”That which you don’t have and you think that you have, has to be surrendered to me. You don’t really have the ego, the I, the self. You don’t have it really. You are living in a kind of illusion that you are separate from existence. That separation is not there. You cannot live for a single split moment as separate. You cannot live like an island. You are part of the whole. The whole goes on participating in your being, the whole goes on showering you with its energy, but you have the idea that “I am separate.” That ‘I’ has to be surrendered to me. And you don’t have it, so you will not be really surrendering something to me, just an illusion. Let me repeat: that which you don’t have, I want to take it away from you.”
As far as I remember he made no distinction between surrender to Him and surrender to the organization. So whatever happened was His will. And the sannyasins had to deal with the situation. Surrender more or leave!
And be a light to yourself.
Btw, re “moral compass”:
Is life moral? No.
Morality is a concept.
Sachit, you are spot on here. _/\_
Often we left, mainly when we didn’t have enough money to stay longer, or needed a new passport or visa. It was a turbulent time, rarely staying in one place longer than six months.
So it was more like a temporary surrender, and the rest of the time live in the outside world as best as you could.
Backpedalling means someone makes a bold claim, receives criticism, and then back‑pedals by changing or weakening their stance.
So? Surely you’re not so wound up in your ego that you consider these things actually important?
Name change guru had many, many great qualities but no moral compass.
All is well that ends well, one can not say about the ships without compass!
The Hindi idiom ‘Nau Sau Choohe Kha Kar Billi Haj Ko Chali’:
‘After eating nine hundred rats the cat goes on a pilgrimage.’
It’s a good one, Kavita. The expression ‘After eating nine hundred rats the cat goes on a pilgrimage’is a Hindi proverb that conveys a moral about hypocrisy and self-deception. It suggests that after committing severe wrongs, a person may attempt to appear innocent or virtuous by performing good deeds as a cover-up for their past actions. This proverb implies that such behaviour is insincere and often serves to conceal one’s true intentions or actions.
Lokie,
Yes, a Hindi saying/proverb, can’t agree with “often serves to conceal one’s true intentions or actions.” Maybe in this case, instead of “true”, one’s past actions. Somehow maybe this hypocrisy & self-deception includes all 0f us too, if I can say so!
Kavita, collectively, I’d rather say we have come a long way.
Even taking into consideration that, in essence, we never came or went anywhere. As the Beedie Wallah said, “You are not in the world, the world is in you.”
So far, so good, and I am enjoying life to the fullest.
Agree with you in toto now .
Lokesh, it is only you enjoying life to the fullest or there are a few hundred more in the vast humanity?
PS:
Above is a question, also a humour!
“Lokesh, it is only you enjoying life to the fullest or there are a few hundred more in the vast humanity?”
I’ve no idea. It’s none of my business.
I’m not convinced we have come a long way.
People around here still think in terms of the socially adjusted, who contribute to society. People are being asked to internalise society’s rules, to carry them around in your head, rather than to live as a free and independent person.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ajJA5HkV1A0&list=RDajJA5HkV1A0&start_radio=1
The Sannyas founder must have got the idea of dance your way to…from the ancient traditions…
https://www.facebook.com/share/r/1Dy8xena5g/
Once a neo zen master said, “Before birth we come from nowhere, after death we go to nowhere.
Still we all are born to die and live as a queen bee or worker bees to produce honey.”
Some disciple asked, “Honey for whom?”
For the ‘moon in myself’.
Nice Zen poetry, Kavita.
I am born, I will die to find the ‘moon in myself’.
PS:
Thank God, this process was financed by the elders or the tax-payers!
Even the most devout Indian saints risk temptation when in close proximity to Western women. Perhaps these saints need to experience a rebirth in the West to develop an immunity to such beauty, allowing them to successfully navigate these trials of desire in a subsequent life in India….
Everyone of us is always born, always dies.
Exceptions exist, mostly in folklore!
As one believes, so the world will appear.
Actually, Shantam, remembered it, maybe it’s from The Fourth Way (GG)…Yes, it does sound poetic & thank your God for all of humanity.
(Which, for both of us, includes our elders & tax-payers!).
PS:
Needed to know if Indian central government pension is tax-payer funded money. Turns out it’s not, thank Shantam’s God!
PS
Those who sell drugs it is their job, those who sell beliefs & meditations it is their source of livelihood.
They don’t care a damn about long-term effects.
Consumers of drugs and meditation feel a momentary peace or euphoria but destroy their brain cells through artificial high.
Meditation-based gurus and drug mafias have their own ill-gotten empire.
It is time to expose the blunders of holy-looking people who play godly contractors; and make others dependent and snatch their human dignity by creating sentimental slaves.
We the people of a meditation cult are the text book’s cases. If honest, we can see our traps and engagements with a man who is no more alive, but the impact: guru trap!
Shantam, one of your most total comments ever. Total nonsense!
For years, whenever I see Russell Brand in the news, it reminds me of the Swamis from name-change cult. His energy and overall behaviour strongly parallel the white Swamis of Osho Rajneesh during his lifetime.
In hindsight, Osho and his followers were fortunate not to face the level of public scrutiny that exists today. It is interesting to imagine how that Neo- Sannyas scene would be perceived in this current age of awakening collective consciousness.
https://www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2026/oct/14/russell-brand-was-ruthless-calculated-and-manipulative-sexual-predator-court-told
Shantam declares, “It is interesting to imagine how that Neo- Sannyas scene would be perceived in this current age of awakening collective consciousness.”
Shantam can imagine all he wants, but it is stretching it to the breaking point to describe the time we live in as being home to an “awakening collective consciousness.”
If that were so, then the genocide in Gaza would not have happened, or been allowed to happen, not to mention residents in Kyiv having to put up with Cruise missiles flying through their living room windows. How does that compare to the sad case of Russell Brand? It does not. The guy has been a thorn in the side of the status quo for years. Now he is in the stocks with rotten eggs hitting him in the face. Going by the description of his alleged crimes, nothing that happened at Osho’s communes compares in terms of gravity.
Shantam’s attempts to paint Osho and the people involved with him black has reached ridiculous proportions. Any old excuse to use his tarry brush will do. Shantam’s swing of the pendulum is a prime example of someone completely identified with his seesaw mind. One day it is this, the next it is that. Paint it black.
“I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door, I must have it painted black
Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts
It’s not easy facing up when your whole world is black.”
Lokesh, let us go to any Psychiatric clinic for our psychological evolution. The person who has less cognitive capacity pays the bill. In my case, I add 101 euros as a congratulatory gesture.
I think you are more or less of the generation of late Rajneesh Jain.
The ethics of truth and lies were not fully developed, and also the education.
Rajneesh Jain completed his masters in Psychology at the age of 26 from a little known university, and pretended as if it was Oxford or Yale.
As a spiritual guru talking nonsense about Sex and its tantric transformation and molesting plus/minus 30 followers is a crime for hell-fire.
I am so astonished how little educated males of Sannyas treat this as nothing serious!
Name-changer Shantam meant:
“Rajneesh Jain completed his masters in Psychology at the age of 26 from a little known university, and pretended as if it was Oxford or Yale.”
It was not Psychology, it was Philosophy.
Thanks, Satchit, for finding a clerical error in my post.
It means contents are incontestable.
If R J Osho had studied Psychology, his tongue-based oratory would not have been that long, that superficial as sermons of Indian priests!
A Master is a mirror, Shantam.
Truth is, you only see your own superficiality.
Satchit, you are absolutely correct.
Shantam never actually met Osho, yet he believes he knows the man, when he does not.
Charismatic Indian gurus are the perfect screens to not only project positive vibes onto, but also the negative.
The idea that we project ourselves onto others is fundamental to understanding the human condition. Reading Shantam’s mundane rants about Osho leads me to conclude that Shantam doesn’t understand his own negative shadow. He probably imagines it does not exist. Yet he constantly projects his shadow onto Osho. The following is a good example:
“If R J Osho had studied Psychology, his tongue-based oratory would not have been that long, that superficial as sermons of Indian priests!”
This statement is strictly for the numpties in the class. Take “tongue-based oratory”: Oratory is the skilful and effective public speaking in formal situations. How could it be anything other than tongue-based? Poor Shantam fell out of his pram as a baby, cracked his helmet and has been talking nonsense ever since.
Shantam, your oftentimes shallow take on Osho says more about you than it does about him. I could not give a fuck one way or another.
Osho gave me a lot of much-needed help when I was in need of it. That time ended 45 years ago. Ancient fucking history! I write on here when I’m taking a break from working on paintings. That is the extent of it.
You say, “I think you are more or less of the generation of late Rajneesh Jain.” Yeah, incredible insight full of shite. Better nip out to LIDL and buy some lavvy paper.
Was reminded of a Premchsnd story which was taught in school,
‘Pagal Hathi’(‘The Mad Elephant’) is a well-known children’s short story by the legendary Hindi-Urdu author Munshi Premchand.
Synopsis in English
• The Elephant Moti: The story centers on Moti, a massive and intelligent elephant who belongs to the royal stable of a king (Raja Saheb). Moti is normally gentle, obedient, and clever.
• The Sudden Madness: Occasionally, Moti’s temper flares up, and he goes into a state of blind frenzy. During these episodes, he loses all sense of reason and refuses to obey his mahout (elephant keeper).
& The story till now….
MOD:
What’s the point of the final line, please, Kavita?
Kavita:
MOD, I left a little room for some wondering, if possible!
Satyadeva, you have started this article.
What is your take about space before this life and next life if you think a bit about reincarnation theory?
That is exactly the problem — thinking about reincarnation theory. All that is confabulation by too many minds.
It seems to me we are part of Existence, like the waves are part of the sea. Just as our bodies are recycled to become part of the earth again, so our minds and souls too are part of the great whole. We arise, and eventually return to just simple Being, like a musical string expressing a note and returning to silence. This much is clear just from looking at the world around us.
I feel Osho was wise to say, take nothing seriously. I hope when my time comes to go out with a great belly laughter.
Before this life? Next life? As Ramesh Balsekar said: “Who Cares?”
My body spent 40 minutes in a small tube today while the MRI machine took pictures of a kidney. It is possible I won’t live to 80, but it has been a full, rich (not monetarily!), and adventurous life.
Osho gave me the name Samarpan, which means surrendered. Unlike the English word “surrender”—which can imply being conquered, forced, or giving up out of fear—Samarpan (a state of being surrendered) arises voluntarily from trust, love, and devotion.
There is only gratitude for having known Osho and having travelled with him for 45 years.
Death is the natural end of duality. No regrets. No fears. Only gratitude!
A joke for you…
Hamish MacTavish and his wife Maggie have never been flying, so at the local Air Show they decide to take a ride in a small open aircraft.
They are just climbing into the back of the plane when the pilot asks for the fare, which is twenty pounds.
“Twenty pounds?” screams MacTavish, “That is ridiculous, it is far too much!”
“Okay,” says the pilot, “I will make a deal with you. If you can complete this ride without opening your mouth I won’t charge you a penny. But if you make a sound you pay me double!”
Hamish agrees, and they take off. As soon as they are in the air, the pilot starts to loop the plane, flies upside down, sideways, and gives a whole display of aerobatics.
When they land again, the pilot says over his shoulder, “Well sir, you win. I never thought you would be able to go through all that without opening your mouth!”
“It was not easy,” admits MacTavish, “especially when my wife fell out!”
Samarpan writes, “Before this life? Next life? As Ramesh Balsekar said: “Who Cares?””
It’s a good question. Ha-ha! It is an endless topic that I have very little time for.