From packaged Osho, to Milkman´s watery Osho…. (Oshodhara is the organisation of Osho’s younger brother, Shailandra)
I never thought it would be my destiny to raise the voice of dissidence in matters relating to Osho.
I have, it is true, often criticised the way the present chairman, Jayesh, at Osho´s main seat, has packaged Osho almost like Nestle Milk powder for the common market. Whether his approach has produced any desired results is certainly open to question.
However, compared to Mr Jayesh what Osho´s Indian relatives are doing is just mind blowing… They are adamant in pouring their traditional water into the modernity of Osho. The accompanying photo speaks more powerfully than any words could describe.
Just to see such photos raises many kind of feelings. Indian clan and tribal mind gathered around these people offers, one supposes, a sense of inner security and serenity. Personally all I feel is a sense of great disgust. Seems like these people have added all that old Indian stuffing Osho himself was allergic to from his childhood, and later in his life took every opportunity to castigate.
On a personal note, those readers and colleagues who think I work with a racial basis, always making a mockery of western disciples contribution to Osho´s work, let me say - and put on record: If there is no better choice, I will be happy to spend 20 more years of my life at Osho Pune run by the Jayesh and Amrito team, but not even 20 minutes in the cult of jokers run by Siddhartha Shailandra´s Enlightenment factory…
Shantam
Love the post card. Was the photo taken in heaven?
Quote: ‘If there is no better choice,’
There are many better choices.
The new shift is to explore that which chooses. In order to pursue this greatest of enquires you are fully equiped to make this greatest of explorations. No need to be concerned about anyone else or any dumbed down organised religion. It is entirely up to you.
Osho did a great job of setting many on the path to truth. Now the master is away the ignorant will play.
One of my old sannyasin friends was called Paramahansa. I was there the night Osho gave him his name on the back porch of Lao Tzu back in 75. A story went with the name which I’ve always carried with me. It concerned a beautiful white swan that came across a bucket of milk that had been poisoned. The swan drank the milk and left the poison in the bucket, and then flew off into the sky. This story, like any good one, is open to interpretation. In this case I’d say it concerns our universal essence, which will always remain uncontaminated by this world. Once you are connected with that no need to worry about the crazy goings on in this world because they can’t touch that which you really are.What to say about all the clowns in the Osho circus, at worst a nuisance at best always good for a laugh. Really it is like watching kids in a kindergarden, only a fool would take anything which is taking place seiously… as long as there is no violence. Let the children play. Those of us who have moved on and grown up will not be much concerned with any of these things because it is all childish nonsense.
Everything nicely explained for those who understand….nothing else to say.
Good one Shantam..
Here is something I stumbled upon on the internet today. Some Sunita Pussy ( sorry Passi) talking about Osho massage. Such a third grade bullshit to bring publicity.
http://www.videojug.com/film/how-to-do-a-osho-massage-2
goodness gracious me!
that looks like a photo of a karaoke night in heaven.
the meher baba lookalike on the left is singing “dont worry be happy”
and the guy on the right “we are moving the way of the white clouds”
to be fair,it must be tough being the master of masters younger bro.
and his wife looks like a right hardcase,too….
i heard that it was her who inspired his enlightenment….
“now look here shailendra….shyster more like….how long are you going to hang around in your brothers shadow while he swans around in his rolls royce with his rolex on,and you are still going to work at the govt office on your rusty old bajaj motobike with your broken seiko 5?
get out that door this instant,grow yourself a proper beard, and declare yourself enlightened… and dont even think about coming back till you`ve got a few western disciples..
…dont you “yes,but”me …get on with it,loser…if he can do it,you can…
and dont be getting any funny ideas about it being the mango season with those scantily clad western girls..
shyster….i`m warning you !!
From the three dangerous magi to the three orange peels.
or the three stooges.
remember their hit movies?
“stop,look and laugh”
“its a mad mad mad mad world”
and
“the three stooges in orbit.”
Oh My Gaud! (where can i get this post card ?)
Everybody wants a piece of Him. And who is to say that our piece is better than their piece? I had to accept that He was very much and Indian (he always appeared to have kept a few Indians around Him … Sheila?) and that part of Him I will never be able to fully imbibe. I wish I could understand him in Hindi … He must have had some tone of phrase.
The Muggins family are gathered around the dinner table one evening, when young Melvin Muggins gets up to make an announcement.
“I would like to take this opportunity,” begins Melvin, “to tell you all that I am going to marry Hilda Haggard, the girl across the street.”
“What?” cries his father, Mr. Muggins. “Her family did not leave her any money!”
“That’s right!” snaps Mrs. Muggins. “And she has not saved a penny!”
“She does not know anything about football!” shouts Little Monty Muggins.
“She is weird!” cries Little Mildred Muggins. “I have never seen anyone with such frizzy hair!”
“That’s right!” shouts Uncle Mitch. “And all she ever does is sit around all day reading trashy novels!”
“And look at her clothes!” cries Aunty Mabel. “I have never seen such terrible taste!”
“That’s nothing!” screeches Grandma Muggins. “You should see the makeup she paints all over her face!”
“That’s all true,” replies Melvin calmly, “but she has one big advantage over all of us.”
“Really?” everyone cries. “What is that?”
“Well,” explains Melvin, “she has no family.”
Osho’s last joke from The Zen Manifesto 10
Vartan
I’ve never thought of him in terms of nationality, as Indian. This is the first time I’ve ever heard anyone, in all these years, say that. Hm!!
thanks for the posting. It is just interesting what kind of developments exists/come up around Osho.
I Just could not resist. I saw the picture, the topic… and I just had to come back. The rajneesh brian fellow, as frank calls him, just enfurates me… I simply despise that imitator, but shailendra and gang… it is just something of a tv show, a satire, a live satire of osho and the whole indian tradition…I just can not belive that these guys are for real and do not see how absolutely funny they look. If I was shailendra i would also cash on the family bussines and the enlightenment myth. It is as weird as the thing could turn. I mean, speaking of copyrights and trademarks, they just blow them off the wall…if you wanted to sue them you would not know from where to start… I would rather give them some sort of comedy award first. then for sure ask them to dance the macarena together and then to speak like osho, and imitate his movemts and sssss sounds… to start with…
Tony says, ‘I just can not belive that these guys are for real and do not see how absolutely funny they look.’
A lot of people said the same thing about Osho. Maybe it is simply a family tradition.
I’m having flashes of myself running around north London circa 1975 with long hair, big bushy beard, bright orange robe, mala and a self righteous attitude. You think people thought I looked like brain of Britain?
It’s true.
If you cruise thru life like James Bond, looking cool and shaken but not stirred, how you gonna lose your ego?
On the other hand, if you look and act like a total dick with a teacosy on your head etc., you will quickly realise how crap your ego is and you`ll have to drop it…
Unless you make a fool of yourself, enlightenment stays out of reach.
Obvious, innit?
The Ishodorka guys could definitely be onto something.
Come on, Tony, get your pink robe on, with your balls hanging out, and dance around like gay 70′s disco diva dervish singing, “I am what I am” and drop your psychotherapeutically correct ego!!
I promise you instant enlightenment.
Fact is, Oshodhara, the little stream, is increasing its strength every year, whereas Osho Pune as Ocean is shrinking with rapid speed.
In a way, one can say those who use hand for the basic cleaning have found their place in the little cults mushrooming around Charismatic leaders.
As ashram-turned-Resort has started projecting itself as the sanctuary for “Toilet paper users”…
Question is, how many people in India can afford this? Those who have reached this level of affluence can calculate better, why not use their limited time budget with Living masters? India has always enough people ready to start, Low budget, high promise, personalised service, Energy transmission projects.
I hope even esteemed professor of Psychology and Resort fan Anthony Thompson will agree, architectural paradise, 17, Koregaon Park, Pune with top-class amenities looks like that shopping mall, where half the shutters have gone down.
Rule the first.
When Shantam uses the word fact, this actually means, it is not a fact. This is just another of the ideas that comes straight of the top of his head. He can provide absolutely no meaningful source to back up the statement, apart, possibly from another idiot or ten, (Not a reliable source. ) who is parroting the statement from some other parrot source.
fact is,.i will definitely like to be member of 21 management team.why not?
you think it needs affluent western rocket scientists to create small stream of effluence growing into worldwide pumping station like mark zuckerberg CEO of new consciousness projest “assbook”?
toilet paper users also blasting white backsides with jets of water..how many can afford while using left hand and also projecting on back of hand in mango season in fits of self-induced joy?
fact is,who knows,with stream of consciousness consciouness transmissions,maybe in centuries to come,i will be remembered as true saviour of oshos vision and legacy while whiteskin ass-wipers gone completely round the bend!
Frank.
I know I am going to regret asking this, but what exactly is self induced joy, and why do you keep mentioning self induced joy in reference to his shantamness.
ha! whiteskin subjects of her majesty like arpana,having no heart and stuck in rational mind cannot understand the eastern mysticism of disciples who express themselves in the manner of sri sri shantam khan,community leader,summed up in great quotation from very important work of great writer: “disciples are like cum falling on the back of the hand in spams of self-induced joy….”
Energy transmission projects? Try ’18 AGAIN’.
Shantam dear… do you have any idea what it means for a western person to eat a raw green salad? In India is the equivalent of shooting on your own legs. The resort is the only place in the subcontinent where that can be done without fearing a trip the local hospital. Of couse I would not travel all across the world to go eat a green salad…but that, and meditation, and groups, and dancing, and women, and hanging out with beautiful people, makes all worth it. Take away the green salad… and all goes down the drain.
Frank dear… I am following your suggestion….see i am enlightened!
by the way… can anyone tell why the oshodhara devotees use a hankershief on their head? I leave you with that spiritual question.
tony,
the handkerchief on the head is a sign of the rank and file disciple,whereas the more elevated levels of comic-consciousness are denoted by the classic tea-cosy on the head…
i think it was billy connolly,the scottish comedian, who said
“never trust a man,who when left alone with a tea cosy, does not try it on”
deep truth indeed.
oshodhara is doing important work in the opening of the clown chakra….it cannot be denied.
The clown chakra…the door to the eternal laugh.
I think they must be working the moolah-dhara chakra,too….
a lot of people say that swami brian rajneesh is just an osho imitator.
i think this is unfair.
he also incorporates a good deal of monty python and mr bean into his act.
check this video of a group silly walk in the grounds of a lithuanian electroshock hospital….
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but really.
how would you have looked on video 30-40 odd years ago?
(emphasis on odd.)
self righteous relig-idiot spouting off about things you knew little about…parroting a man whose state you would have to admit you had not achieved…supporting people who later turned out to be serious felonists…etc etc….
or perfectly sane fellow steadfastly and intelligently going about the task of reaching enlightenment…..
really?
those fancy-dress guys with the tea cosies on their head are the real deal.
and brian and his circus,too.
they are giving sheeple a genuine chance to go on the path and fuck up and make fools of themselves,just like osho did……
whats wrong with that?
if it was good enough for you,its good enough for them……
Don’t you listen to ‘em Antony. We looked fantastic. People were green with envy, because they didn’t have the courage to dress the way we, well me actually, and look so great.
A certain individual, whose name I wont mention, may have looked a bit silly, but mostly we rocked.
I am getting below: what was this video about that it beckoned being banned by youtube ?!
“The video you have requested is not available. “
it wasnt banned.
just some technical hitch.
brian may be banned from the resort but i dont think hes too hot for youtube just yet.
He tried to sell me a fake Rolex in LA in the roaring nineties. I did not buy it because I have a genuine submariner.
It’s OK everyone relax .
It seems there was a ‘typo’ in the original artwork above.
The corrected version can be viewed here:
http://www.imagevat.com/uploads/8302012/493863110.peg.jpeg
About time for a new thread. Surely one of you lot can stir the pot a bit. What are you waiting on?
Yes anyone can start a new thread, if your logged in. Go to sannyasnews admin, your’ll see the heading ‘QUICKPRESS‘, may have to scroll, submit/publish there.
It seems that modern-day gurus leave behind a vision and legacy that creates third rate copy cats. This certainly seems true in Osho’s case. The main drive for many imatators is surely the idea that Osho being who he was generated a lot of money. This is not the case with all gurus.
When Poonjaji in Lucknow was still alive lots of Advaita mini teachers sprang up. Gangaji appears to me the most genuine and sincere of these people. Perhaps this is to do with the fact that she is a clear and concise speaker who seems to have got it. This is not the case with all of them.
Being round Poonjaji it was not difficult to enter what felt like a pretty enlightened space. This happened to many, including myself. A clear experiencing of the witness. Thing is, that is not the end of the story and anyway without the physical presence of the master and the support of the sangha it is difficult to maintain this, for want of a better expression, elevated state. I say it is not the end of the story because there exists a field of awareness that hosts the witness. If you can enter that and remain there the job is done. According to the beedie wallah this happens to one in a million.
Ramana spoke of a state that some attain and mistake for enlightenment. Who knows perhaps these people in the postcard are there, but I doubt it. For all we know Osho was also stuck there. He spoke of self enquiry as the key to his supposed enlightenment, but as far as I know he never took it beyond that. He often spoke and drove home the idea that to become a watcher in the hills was where it was at. It was good advice but it is not the complete picture.
It was at the feet of H W L Poonja that I was first alerted to the fact that, well lets put it in Bob Dylan’s words, although not originally intended as such…’There’s something happening and you don’t know what it is, do you Mister Jones?’
One minute with Poonjai and he nailed me to the cross of what I thought I’d attained after 20 years of spiritual search. I was stuck in bliss states and not focused on that which was experiencing the bliss.
I’ve noticed of late that nearly all of the sannyasins I meet are still stuck in the bliss experiencing pardigm. The definition of which that I am referring to roughly being; A set of assumptions, concepts, values, and practices that constitutes a way of viewing reality for the community that shares them, especially in an intellectual discipline. I don’t see any real harm in this as a better world would contain more blissed out people. Many sannyasins are happier than your average citizen and there is nothing wrong with feeling happy. What I am driving at is that for the most part most sannyasins are missing the point entirely as far as the liberation stakes go, because the are plugged into the bliss game role reality that Osho was so much involved in promoting and for all we know believing the state he’d attained to be the ultimate state, when it is not.
One Sufi story I recall Osho telling was about a Sufi who arrives in a town where the local inhabitants have drunk from a contaminated well and as a result gone mad. A couple of weeks in their company prompted the Sufi to drink the well water, and thus join the communal madness club. Point being it can become very harrowing to be the only one who knows what is really going on.
In telling this I do not claim in any way to have reached the final conclussion. I have not, but I am aware of where I stand and I won’t be fooled again. One thing is for sure. What I am describing is not for everyone. One in a million. One can conclude that it must be very lonely at the top, were it not for the fact that there will not be anyone left to experience such loneliness.
isnt being on a bliss trip just like being on a drugs trip?
i mean,it takes artificial circumstances to bring it about,and these have to be maintained at all costs in order to prevent cold turkey setting in.
sangha/cult/getting more gear from the guru-therapist-master-dr feelgood-dealer/continuous self-hynosis/shared world etc.
like any addicts,trying to convince bliss-artists that they`re on a loser is same as trying to talk an alky out of his next drink–forget it!
the next step to this is simply kicking off the addiction.
this,as with drugs,booze etc may or may not lead to a more “spiritual”or more positive experience…it depends.
satsang junkies may never make it thru cold turkey and run back to egghead tolle of adya shanti.
the idea of being “normal” terrifies blissbunnies and addicts alike.
and like all substance abuse you may start on champagne and fine wine (osho lbw punyaji)and end up on cheap vodka and methhs(rajneesh,the three stooges,etceterashanti etc)…
the only option is to kick off.
you have to be sick of the high,but for that you have to see the high is imaginary,you`re just another drunk lying in the gutter dreaming about the stars………
As my auld guru Rab C Nessbit used to say….’I tell you this’.
all true but do you say the same for community?
I agree. Adya Shanti speaks very clear about the 3 stages of enlightenment: awakening of mind,heart and gut, and also the embodiment of those!
I agree. Adya Shanti speaks very clear about the 3 stages of enlightenment: awakening of mind,heart and gut, and also the embodiment of those!
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i`ve never attained any of these states,myself.
but i do tend to enter an altered state that is characterised by my eyes shutting and a snoring sound coming out of my mouth when i hear people talking about them….
i dont know which level that puts me on,but
its certainly a lot more blissful than having to listen to all that drivel….
The only difference between the waking state and the sleeping state is that the waking state lasts longer and is therefore taken to be real.
You mean were not meant to sleeping 16hrs a day?
1 in a million, there’s seven billion of us on this planet, that would allow for 7000 enlightened ones – just a thought. Spread across the planet, thats not so many, the real deal is rare! Its not even something you can really talk about, its all speculation unless you happen to be one the rare ones.
I reckon for a lot of us, Osho was a starter kit. All I wanted when I started out was for my life to work, I got more than I bargained for! Osho died, was I cooked? I didn’t think so, I gobbled up as much of other teachers as I could – still not cooked! Of course, for some, Osho will never die and another teacher/master is out of question, but one would be a fool to think that the ways home are not many.
Who really wants to go the whole hog? As I said, I just wanted my life to work, finding out it was all leading to nothingness, a no I, an ego annihilation… well maybe I’ll just tarry a while, play Zorba the Buddha, make the most of both worlds. If sannyasins are stuck in a bliss paradigm I’m not surprised.
I really think Osho tried to make our lives better, for some he was a finger pointing to the moon, others took his words to suit their own ends and some imbibed his spirit.
Who knows? They say it happens by grace.
I’ve resolved so many inner conflicts because of him, and that I have spent so much time, with his help, meditating, working on myself.
Recall a conversation with an acquaintance recently and I had said to him I’d spent years trying to fix myself, ( Succeeded as well I realized just after the conversation. ) and had come to understand all I needed to fix was a propensity to pay to much attention to the opinions of others. (We are slaves to the opinions of others. Slaves to approval and disapproval.) and he replied
‘Lucky you. Most of our contemporaries are at most at the place you were at forty years ago, when they sneered at you for being so intense and neurotic as they saw it.
Do not mean this as a brag.
Just no longer see myself as more or less than anyone and that does for me.
No longer struggle to live to some dreary notion of perfect. That will do.
No longer want to, expect myself to get on with everyone. That will do.
Just a load of old rubbish, that made my life a misery, and mostly gone. (Dreary Xtian ratshit by and large as well. )
Seeking enlightenment…the new pastime?
Everyday life is the path.
Reckon we all went to school. (Best bloody school I’ve ever been to).