Prem Paritosh (who died in 2009) was one of the founders of the website SannyasNews in 2001, and the author of “Life of Osho”. He found himself split about what he perceived as the decline in the quality of the jokes that Osho used to tell, from mid-1980 to when he stopped speaking in 1981. . He even used the word “distasteful” privately. One wonders what bloggers now feel as to his apparent explanation below.
The Jokes (late Poona one)
from Life of Osho by Sam (Prem Paritosh)
This was the time he started to tell whole slews of dirty jokes in the morning lecture. Osho had always used jokes in discourse, both as a means of making a point and as a rhetorical trick to inject a momentary burst of energy. But by the end of old Poona he had sannyasins researching them for him, and he no longer made any attempt to ‘tell’ them; he just read out whole batches of them, as though they were the newspaper. They were frequently quite filthy – racist, sexist, and arguably unfunny.
“Two drunken Irishmen are staggering down the road. One says to the other: “You’re smelling real bad, Paddy. Is it that you’ve shat your pants?” “Naw, naw” says the other, and they lurch on. But the smell gets worse, and the first Irishman says again, “Are you sure now you’ve not shat your pants, Paddy?” “Naw, naw” Paddy says, and they go on. But the smell gets still worse, and the first Irishman finally says, “Well, let’s see in your pants then!” They find a streetlight, Paddy pulls down his pants and, sure enough, they are full of shit. “There!” says the first one, “What did I tell you! You shat your pants.” “Aw” says Paddy, abashed, “I thought you meant today.”
Now, that’s one of the really good ones.
Prem Paritosh in Poona One
When you think how famous Osho was becoming (at this time circa 1980) , how people were crossing half-way round the world to hear him speak on ‘spiritual’ life, this barrage of diabolically unfunny dirty jokes was becoming something more than an oratorical device. The whole performance was bordering on Dada…
In retrospect you can see that Osho was already trying to undermine his own Church – to undermine the reflex of worship on which it was built. “Will you make a religion out of my jokes?” he asked, in one of his lectures from early 81. The answer, of course, was a resounding yes;- and the dirty jokes were to be no more than the first of a whole series of ‘devices’ on which he embarked, and which were designed to sabotage any attempt to make him spiritually – or socially – acceptable.
I don’t think he was that sussed in how to tell or what jokes to tell. In fact, anything looked back upon looks dated. Films, jokes, clothes, music-performance, so there’s no way of knowing what it was all about then, now. It is what it is.
The audience was a captive, well-behaved one, so he didn’t need to run narrative joke-telling skills, which is a huge part of the good comedian’s skill. The funniest thing is when he was recollecting his own mirthful episodes, or going off on a tangent…then he’d also get the repetitive giggles.
As for the dry-as-dust joke-telling, if it was one in the eye for religionists, fine, but it certainly gave vent to much needed absurdity. To be playful was everything decent and unusual in Sannyas and that distinguished his legacy from the spooky Buddhists or beauticians of Sufism. Osho’s energy was joy itself…if one may be so bold to describe the effect, reflected en masse.
And that type of authority swept acres of dust off the misery-inducing shelves of proto-growthful New Age religion, advaitists, bald-headed nincompoops, and wannabe aesthetes…
Play is an incredible antidote to spirituality and that was his and our lasting contribution to the child of wonder in all this. I cannot think of one growth merchant, enlightened or not, that dissolved into barrier-dissolving mirth as easily.
Bangin’ post, P.M. ✌
“I don’t think he was that sussed in how to tell or what jokes to tell.”
And that, as Lokesh has suggested, was a key comic element of it all, surely?
Not only Lokesh, but you too, Martyn, when you say, “As for the dry-as-dust joke-telling, if it was one in the eye for religionists, fine, but it certainly gave vent to much needed absurdity.”
I don´t think any trustee, any therapist can write such a joyful post as Martyn did.
I have always felt, in the world of Osho-created Sannyas, average Joe is more deep and wise than the top brass. Next time when Martyn points out how some waiter was spitting on the soup, I will take it more seriously.
Shantam, you are no more an average Joe than you are a victimised woman.
You’re just exceptionally stupid, self-deceiving, pompous; with a MASSIVELY over-inflated sense of your own worth.
Suggested reading for Shantam:
‘Unskilled and Unaware of it: How Difficulties in Recognising One’s Own Incompetence Lead to Inflated Self-Assessments’, a famous study by David Dunning and Justin Kruger of Cornell University, New York (1999), which, according to celebrated author Bill Bryson, “launched a new science of what we might call Stupidology.”
Well, well, SD, erudition indeed.
Good post from Martyn, who I will finally meet later on today.
Most of Osho’s jokes were not very funny. I enjoy to tell jokes. Good ones are hard to find. Osho was faced with the same problem.
I laughed when Osho told jokes because, more than anything, it had to do with the situation. Here is the master of masters, how Osho described himself, telling jokes in the worst of taste. It was a joke and it was funny.
Eventually the novelty wore off for me, after years. Then it just started to look absurd, but not very funny. There began to enter an element that made one feel uncomfortable – and not in any way having to do with a device called carry-on up the Poona. Osho flogged the joke routine until it was virtually dead, and then he continued.
I have seen other gurus employ various absurdities. The difference being it went on for a few weeks until they came up with something else that worked just as well or even better to lighten up the whole absurdity that is represented in the form of the serious spiritual seeker. It is important to understand the difference between being serious and being earnest.
Yes, it´s true, Lokesh, ´good jokes´ are hard to find.
Even much more hard to find nowadays are good (human) people, who behold a sense of how and when a social game for fun by self-acclaimed ´Masters of good entertainment´ develops, getting far out of and out of the oar or saying the rudder.
And even very much more hard to find nowadays are humans then, with a knowledge of how to apply the ´Stop!´, not only for themselves but also with their game-team altogether.
An adapted kind of meditative exercise becoming known (not only) by Gurdijeff´s school holds back from going into action on a broad scale, I presume.
And yes, Lokesh, the difference between ´serious´ and ´sincere´, and the difference between ´freedom´ and ´licentiousness´, Osho talked about too, stays on the agenda!
For everybody, and more so for wanne-be Masters (conductors or choreographers) of an orchestra. Or a chat-room. Or a reality soap.
Madhu
MOD: WE’RE NOT SURE WHAT YOU MEAN IN THE 2ND AND 4TH PARAGRAPHS, Madhu.
The meaning, moderators, of the second and the fourth paragraphs, you may find in the third; at least for me that is (has been) the case. Pretty much always…listening to a so-called bad joke…or a so-called good joke.
One of the reasons I wanted to leave Germany long, long time ago was that people here, up to nowadays, love to laugh about some harm that is done to another and that has some kind of peep-show ´theatre´ character quite often (for zero flat-rate conditions for the geezers).
I don´t call such ´joking´, if you don´t mind.
Madhu
Well, a full report is expected from both sides of this famous meeting between you two jokers!
Osho told jokes, but I wonder if he would have fared any better than this fellow when the roles were reversed and he was told one…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xlIrI80og8c
Probably not! Great clip, Anubodh.
I am really looking forward to seeing Karl interview someone from extreme Islam.
Yes, a great clip, Anand Anubodh, very much enjoyable; as it tells -how I experience it – also about the healthy effects of laughter meeting ´innocence´. Innocence can not be faked. Ever.
Saw it like I sometimes enjoyed the dance of two Akido energetic dancers doing ´pushing hands´, teaching themselves as observers about stuff like empathy and being a mirror to each other.
And what kind of clear (´pizza´) mirror was that then! When laughter was turning…
Thanks.
Madhu
That is so fantastically funny.
(Good for the guy laughing so much at himself for screwing up),
When I hear Osho tell jokes I enjoy them mostly when he reads them out well. Then there are few jokes he somehow managed to read out, those are somehow the most hard to get, maybe even he couldn’t get them! Probably he should have had a better joke research team!
Among older sannyasin friends mostly now, the word ‘device’ itself has become a joke, just like the word ‘leela’!
This is my comment. A video comment.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sZci1rUNFiE&feature=youtu.be
Well, no doubt all very sincere, Shantam – but, particularly re the sex jokes, somehow a bit creepy as well…
Btw, politics and sex are clearly YOUR own major concerns, are they not? (Although – but of course – as if as an after-thought, you made sure you noted those little ‘extra bits’, like meditation, love, Zen – for the sake of journalistic accuracy, no doubt).
Shantam, that was a good joke (your video)! Anyway, I like your smile!
Shantam, SannyasNews needs to be fully credited when you use it for a stimulus for your videoed talks on Facebook, and watchers should be directed to the SN site to enjoy the full debate, other than your sole take. We hope that you do that from now on.
Editor and other functionaries at sannyasnews,
The idea to repeat Osho jokes in a video format was born out of sannyasnews discussion. I have credited that in the introductory note as it is obvious in the very first minute.
Other video posts on my facebook wall are my intellectual work, I have not got any idea from anyone.
If, while writing or talking, any thought is based on some memory of someone else, I won´t hesitate to acknowledge that person.
To maintain intellectual honesty is a feel-good feeling for oneself. Why one should live with the burden of stealing some thought from anybody, somebody?
Well, I always thought Osho’s jokes don’t come alone. The jokes are a summing up of the talking or answer to questions. Bad taste or not, they are bullseye. Cheers!
I’ve experienced that on occasions, Tan. Getting the joke and the point he’s making. Good feeling.
☜ Hell’s bells. Some of you people are so serious about the jokes.
Arpana,
Could you find me a joke about ´paranoid freaks´ these days? One where we both could share a laugh about?
Or is it too much of a request?
Madhu
Yes. It is too much of a request.
https://justpaste.it/paranoia
Thanks, Arpana – your immediate response is ´enlightening´.
Madhu
As it was meant to be.
You – as a character – in your very fixed positions, Arpana.
I´ve been living with artists in close relationships and what I found out about their social inter-human habits has not been that charming than their ´pieces´ of art; you are not an exception, sorry to say.
Madhu
You – as a character – in your very fixed positions, Madhu
I´ve been around you for some time now, and what I found out about your social inter-human habits has not been that charming.
I respect Prem Martyn on this subject. I saw him do stand-up comedy in the eighties, in a pub near the Angel in Islington, and anyone who does that on stage – well, it requires something. And yes, I laughed at some of his jokes.
However, my general take on this is that jokes themselves were invented by men to avoid looking at reality in a naked way.
The spiritual seeker needs to find that point in him or herself that is continually ‘bemused’. That does not require jokes in and of themselves. Though I am not really a fan of the Dalai Lama, sometimes he seems to have that!
I feel a little sad when I read the words of my old and close friend, Paritosh, taking me back over the years and seeing that contented, stoned photo of him from old Poona. Like Kavita, I see no deeper meaning in the season of Osho’s bad jokes! Of course, it kept all the Calvinists away, but that was incidental.
Osho knew the old Shakespearean trick of including a scene of comic relief…life can be pretty heavy for those on the path – depression, the absence of meaning, the futility of it all. In that great play ‘King Lear’, the bard used the character of the ‘fool’ freely, through which he kept in check the sense of enormous tragedy the play invokes.
“Of course, it kept all the Calvinists away, but that was incidental.”
It probably did, but I think it was more a statement that “It’s ok to be fallible sometimes.”
I think it is probably neccesary to distinguish between ‘jokes’ and ‘humour’ and laughter.
The idea that humour and laughter consists of jokes is like saying that sex is all about the missionary position!!
Researchers note that children laugh an average 200 times a day whereas in adults that can plummet to an average of 20 down to zero. Now,there are not 20-200 jokes being told in this.
Laughter ranges from comic relief of tragic circumstance right thru to the laugh of joy of the child (and grown-up?)
I would say `just do it`- even if it’s only at Paddy the tramp shitting himself or a chicken crossing the road – it`s start! The lotus springs from the mud and the state of “continual bemusement” you refer to may not be accessible without first giving toilet humour its due.
That reminds me of that famous Zen koan:
A monk asked “What is Buddha?” and Master Yunmen/Unmon answered “A shit-wiping stick”.
And what`s the alternative? Bemoaning how cruel laughter is or pontificating that laughter is an escape from reality?
I smell old-time religion with a prickly pear up its ass!
Btw, you maybe contradict yourself, Big P, when you say, “My general take on this is that jokes themselves were invented by men to avoid looking at reality in a naked way.”
The exact point of the `Fool` figure, as in King Lear, is to use humour to exactly point at reality in a more naked way that cannot be done otherwise. `Humour` here, in the old sense of `balance`, is also invoked, as well as having a laugh.
Btw, Osho himself could probably have done with having a fool at hand (as could most celebs who are surrounded by ‘their people’ who tell them what they think they want to hear).
P.S:
Anyone seen the movie ‘Idiocracy’?
“P.S: Anyone seen the movie ‘Idiocracy’?”
Yes, Frank,
It’s a very successful serial production of ´augmented reality´; even if you don´t want to see it, you`ll be forced to see it, or – by chance – captured to zero tariv* used as as a statistic walking by, when numbers are needed or when producers feel it convenient for the scene (you are not asked, btw).
As ´Idiocracy´ makes its fortune by taking hostage.
And doing this is indeed is a proof that any idiot can be successful nowadays. Finding lots of followers with thumbs-up or even ´victory sign´.
Madhu
*MOD: Madhu, WHAT DOES captured to zero tariv MEAN, PLEASE?
Yeah, but it`s got electrolytes.
It means, moderators, no contract-no agreement-no honest talk, not to speak of fairness in terms of participation – and the list for zeros this way round is long…and I really presume you knew what I mean (meant) in this context.
MOD: Thank you, Madhu. If we’d known what these words meant we wouldn’t have asked.
I like that, Frank. Interesting to note Parmartha’s thespian references, which I also enjoy with Frank’s added commentary.
I’ve actually not been alone all these years in my vindication of the central value of playful, mirthful laughter that does not require or demand comparison to mutual uplifting sincerity as intrinsic value.
The ‘sincerist’ more often than not has neither the talent, wit, nor rapidity of truth to manage full human interaction, so needs guarantees of regular, predictable behaviour responses to arrange their strategies and agendas. Intimate relationships are ideal forms of human terrorism to sort this out. Wafting arms held aloft in ‘love’ at some god-awful mock heart music event are usually not. Maybe, but not by guarantee, which is what those merchants demand, yes, demand you value in shaven-headed wafty meetings everywhere.
Laughter and sincerity are not exclusive at all. In fact they are often and regularly evidencingly mutually supportive.
And anyone who talks by imposition of their vulnerability or refuses actual sincerity is also demonstrably incaple of humour, laughter, transparency or mutuality. What they are interested in is power and control by your shaming.
Parody is a grenade that explodes the grenadier and the victim, potentially recombining the two in a more affective place.
Those who refuse sincerity are actually not the first to laugh but instead they are the first to gloat when they are out of range and their proto-identity has been sold off knowingly to fawning fools.
We’re talking here of gloating, triumphalism, belittling mockery.
Mirth-filled laughter is available daily and fully.
Without heart there cannot be mirth. Laughter and mirth can be and might well offer the only redemptive difference between us and other mammals and so it remains to give us wings.
Without laughter and mutual displaying self-parody there can never be a genuinely loving and permissive sexual loving relationship, ever. There can be vanity, bravura, even concern, but it won’t be love. The world of therapists and their religionist cohorts is filled with Draculas which only parody helps to publicize. Religions are always found next door to mental asylums, not playgrounds.
Osho was, as Frank said, so embalmed in his own creation that the much needed parody he seemingly portrayed could not be used institutionally for fear of throwing the baby out with the bath water. But the fear of the sabotaging power of parody came back to bite him in the arse when he appointed the gloating vain woman, Sheela. A complete vindication of the mumbo-jumbo of consciousness seekers compared to the simple reality itself, that didn’t need even a pencil to work out.
At least he modelled an alternative perspective which no-one else had or has the balls to piss-take about. And Osho remains a relevant player also because of that, not because he was bitten in the arse.
Frank,
I am not against jokes or the telling of them. But it ain’t the whole ball game. I do find people swapping jokes, or people who cannot not tell jokes when in social situations, pretty boring and certainly don’t court them.
I accept your, what seems, quite scholarly take on Lear’s fool. Maybe as I think you want to indicate the fool was not comic relief. However, Shakespeare, as I think you would agree, did use comic relief in some of his plays (Falstaff, etc.).
One function of the fool was that of the Court Jester, and as you say, Osho’s life would have been better for the use of one in his ‘court’.
Big P,
In the royal and aristocratic courts of history there were 2 main types of fools: `natural fools`, who were just retarded or deformed in some way and were kept hanging around for (extremely non-pc ) entertainment purposes (not like anybody on SN, of course).
And then there were the `Wise fools` like Will Somers, Henry V111`s court jester, who both amused and made more serious points in jest.
As you say, Falstaff`s pub scenes etc. were definitely comic relief from a harsh and cruel world – not just for Elizabethans but also for O-level students in the early 70s, as I remember!
12:30
Lokesh and Martyn meet in ancient Ibizan village square to the sound of even ancienter tolling bell, which probably sounded in the Magnificent Seven cowboy film, which also featured long shots of windy-dusty-streeted, white-buildinged towns and bell towers. The locals greet us both with the humbling, self-effacing traditional greeting…
“Lo Tienes Ya?”
(It-got-you, already?).
To which the polite reply is a simple:
“Si, claro que si, ya ajer.”
(Yes, obviously, since yesterday).
The full feature film of the meeting will be released soon…but here’s the theme tune at least, which we put together in the local villagers’ sheep-pen-hayloft-cum-all-night-laser-lit-throbbing-clubhouse…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PgrbUpyY_LY
Which has all the hallmarks of a commune-theme-tune hit…of that era. I think it’s quite catchy…and certainly nobody else does too.
Yesterdy evening I have seen one Osho photo I am sure many at sannyasnews have not seen also.
This photo is remarkable in the sense it shows Acharya´s expansion into our Osho. It also can tell about the genesis of his jokes.
Master has explained himself that it will be a tough work for the translators to translate poetry spoken in Hindi into English and the tougher fate will be to translate English jokes.
English four letter words are getting acceptability in literature of Indian languages but to use one´s words is a difficult task. It is another matter when Indian Pakis etc. talk privately, the level of vulgarity and non-veg jokes are many times more than in the West.
As one sees, the arrival of westerners changed Osho´s get-up and style. I think when a local product suddenly gets demand in the overseas market, packing material gets makeover too.
The jokes spoken by Osho in the Last part of His life in Zen series are simply mind-blowing. The videos show the impact on the full-house gathering.
Naturally, Lokesh kind of people will find any excuse to put the whole effort and energy down.
This shows basically their mind-set. Many people have this attitude, “What I don´t have is no good, what I have is the best.”
Shantam, who is this girl sitting at Osho’s right? I am sure I know her from somewhere. Cheers!
The friend who has this photo on his wall has informed on the left of Osho is Kranti, early caretaker of Osho, and the other one is some socialite from Mumbai.
Thanks, Shantam. By the way, I enjoyed your video, had a good laugh! Maybe we all will post that way in a near future. Cheers!
“I feel a little sad when I read the words of my old and close friend, Paritosh, taking me back over the years and seeing that contented, stoned photo of him from old Poona. Like Kavita, I see no deeper meaning in the season of Osho’s bad jokes! Of course, it kept all the Calvinists away, but that was incidental.”
“Of course, it kept all the Calvinists away, but that was incidental.”
My response was to bad jokes, just needed to clarify:
It probably did, but I think it was more a statement that “It’s ok to be fallible sometimes.”
‘The exact point of the `Fool` figure, as in King Lear, is to use humour to exactly point at reality in a more naked way that cannot be done otherwise. `Humour` here, in the old sense of `balance’, is also invoked, as well as having a laugh.”
Frank, thank you for bringing this aspect/significance of a joke into the open, which obviously I missed consciously. And jokes are definitely a serious matter.
And another thing…all this bollocks about bad taste jokes.
If you haven’t talked to your gf or bf or partner or friends about dripping wet fannies and stiff cocks, had a laugh about the same, taken the piss out of your own sexual potency and all areas in between, then either I’m under severe illusions about who I’m posting to…or perhaps there’s cock jokes being told right now by the Dolly Loony somewhere in Karmabongbongyeshe monastery that will save humanity…
“And yes, we have the Dolly Lama on the phone talking about Tibetan nuns and condoms…”Hello, Dolly…OOhh, I say, How big? Wwellll…yes, thats a very big piece of consciousness….”
Finally…Tx, PM!
Doesn’t a lot depend on ‘how you tell ‘em’ though – and who’s doing it (you know, ‘the energy’)?
For instance, as we’ve agreed, much of the impact of Osho telling ‘dirty’ jokes was in his deadpan delivery, the contrast between what he was saying and how he was. While (for me, anyway) Shantam’s versions were on the ‘creepy’ side.
Satyadeva, with a real sense of humour you have would have seen, I am making fun of so-called puritans like you.
For me, those jokes are not dirty or clean, simply the way of my ‘late’ master.
Well, Shantam, as I said, if that was your purpose it failed to get through to me. Coming from you it felt creepy, rather dirty old man-ish.
Perhaps my prior knowledge of you influenced the impression I received. Perhaps you simply can not disguise your apparently ruling obsession, no matter how hard you try.
I also suggest you and Osho differ in certain respects. What he can ‘get away with’ and turn into a comic ‘master-piece’, becomes, when in your hands, just another slice of middle-aged seediness.
So, if you aimed to influence the wider world I suggest this effort would almost certainly be counter-productive.
Shantam gets his jollies off talking about sex, telling sex jokes, but he tells himself, fools himself into believing it’s because he’s a free spirit.
That’s why it’s creepy and seedy.
Perfectly correct, Shantambhai!
These judgments about `dirty` or `clean` jokes by baboon disciples simply display the mind-set of the western mind that has no sense of humour!
As you rightly point out,Bhai, in mighty Bhorat we Indian Pakis have jokes that are as dirty as Jullundur bus stand toilets when staff at Punjabi Dhaba on platform have outbreak of dysentery and nocturnal emissions and have forgotten to wash hands whilst preparing Dal Makhani!
Like you, Bhai, my underwear is also frequently in what the judgmental western mind would call `dirty` – quite non-veg in fact – but we who hail from the brown-stained soil of mighty Bhorat do not need to make these judgments that are simply from the mind!
We have mighty amma to wipe our behind all our life!
Then, out of compassion, we are giving underwear to shit-scraping dhobi caste to give them chance to work off some negative karma of previous life!
This allows spiritual people like us to simply let go with incontinence from all the chakras and orifices at all times without the western mindfuck of dirty and clean!
Yahoo!
Hari Om!
Pfffttt….
Yogi, you should get the Oscar for writing religious comedy. I am so curious to see who this man is with freaky sense of humour.
“What I don´t have is no good, what I have is the best.”
That is so Indian!!! Sometimes I just love such Indians!!!
Good observation, Kavita.
Here is one joke just made while reading your post:
For us Indians, there are as many stars in the sky as hair in their spiritual mentor´s beard! This is science born out of inner engineering!
Yes, but full moon is a full moon is a full moon!
Full moon does not stay full all the time full unless it is in the photo.
The Moon is always full, in reality I guess one just needs to know that, photos are not needed.
I am not convinced that Osho was trying to undermine his church or that the jokes were a device.
To be more objective, consider that from early Poona 1 in the mid-70s until the start of the 80s, the number of sannyasins probably increased tenfold. And from those around in the early days at least four have posted on SN this year: myself, Parmartha, Satyadeva and Lokesh.
So ‘pro rata’ you could expect to see at least 40 posting from those of the later period.
So where are they?
While I was browsing the recently made available PDF by Rajesh, ‘The Day We Got Guns’, I chanced upon a paragraph where it seems that in private Osho was not averse to making disparaging remarks about his sannyasins, accusing them of saying, “Yes” when they really mean, “No.”
The increase in sannyasin numbers coincided with the decrease in the quality of jokes. I would propose that is because many were coming for the wrong reasons – possibly more interested in lifestyle rather than spirituality – so few of those have stood the test of time.
One of those few:
The disgruntled Sikh has provided an example of the bogus seeker in his recent string: ‘Shantam reflects on a 1985 Cover Story.’ Where he unashamedly admits to being “inspired” by a photograph of Sheela naked! The opportunity to be guided by a living Buddha into self-awareness did not seem to be on his to-do list, as that was trumped by “the round perky breasts” of Ma Sheela.
Was that an accurate quote, Mr Singh?
Maybe Osho noticed many of his ilk turning up and so the jokes simply reflect the quality he felt their ambition deserved.
Anubodh,
The perky round breasts of mighty Bhorat have inspired true seekers for millennia, from Vedic times where pert devadasis and apsaras with perfect jugs abounded in the temples as seen in Khajuraho, and up to the present where the outpourings of wisdom of the forefathers has been contained and preserved in the holy underwear passed down the lineage by those such as Shantam, whose spiritual sensibilities were such that just one glimpse of the perky breasts of chief disciple of his master was enough to send him into paroxysms of self-induced joy, leading to an explosion in various chakras which due to the foresight of his ancestors he was able to use turban to mop up!
But Shantam is not obsessed with Sheela like Parmartha and other baboons on SN! He has moved on and through diligent research and many hours of heaving, breathing meditations and sweating at his computer, in a moment of satori has discovered breasts perky enough to revive interest in spirituality that has flopped like a flaccid organ in a man with multiple organ failure in sub-zero temperatures due to the interference of humourless western baboons!
The truth is: Japanese Zen porn sites have the perkiest breasts!
For this insight, we are eternally grateful to the insatiable seeking of the East, nobly embodied by Shantambhai, sitting in just his chuddies at his computer, zen stick in hand, going deeper and deeper into the sound of one hand flapping!
Yahoo!
Hari Om!
Anubodh asks, “So where are they?”
I suspect that they have found better things to do with their time, in their eyes at least.
What I noticed on videos from the Ranch up to today is that the newbies look more squeaky-clean and well, not so intelligent. There were a lot of intelligent people in Poona 1.
Today, we have Rajneesh making his commune down in the Yukatan. Some of those kids look bright to me, overflowing with energy etc. It’s a good sign. Then again, some of Rajneesh’s mouthpieces are obviously hardcore bimbos with an agenda that includes changing the world and such nonsense.
What to say? Everyone has to find their way. Even if that way is, to use Anubodh’s words, being interested in lifestyle rather than spirituality. What exactly is spirituality, though? A simple question that could inspire some interesting answers here on SN.
Spirituality and morality are not the same thing, and traditional religion conflates, confuses the two.
Having a sense of perspective about what goes on in our lives. Understanding there is nothing special about feeling unhappy or joyful. Nothing special about not getting one’s own way all the time. Nothing special about having swum a few miles across open water. Nothing special about having done dynamic every day for a year. All these have been experienced by others.
Being at ease with the understanding the sun doesn’t rise or set because humanity exits, and any one of us is only one of billions, so even more certain the sun doesn’t rise or set for any one of us.
Aye aye, the ol` timers are out and about!
I remember,some years ago…
A guy who I knew, who was a drug dealer, was off to a university campus to sell his wares. He was going my way, so he gave me a lift. On the way, we struck up a conversation.
“You know, kids these days are just too straight” (it was the 80s), he complained bitterly.
“Yeah, man, things have gone downhill,” I agreed, wistfully.
“They just dont get wrecked like we used to,” he continued. “When i was their age I was smashed out of me head every night, no messing, completely off me face. Now it’s all, like: “I`ve got to get up in the morning” and squeaky-clean shit like that.”
“Me too, I was rat-arsed 25/7 – they dont know they`re bloody born,” I echoed.
“They`re more interested in fuckin`filofaxes, pocket calculators, Sony Walkmans, Rubik’s cubes, Nintendo and all that bollocks,” he continued, with genuine venom.
I had to concur, “Fuck, man, they`ve completely lost it. What happened to ol` skool spirituality, it`s well gone.”
“For sure, man, a total lack of intelligence.”
Yeah, man. I can relate to that….
What to say? Everyone has to find their way. Even if that way is, to use Anubodh’s words, being interested in lifestyle rather than spirituality.
What exactly is spirituality, though? A simple question that could inspire some interesting answers here on SN….
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“The disgruntled Sikh has provided an example of the bogus seeker in his recent string: ‘Shantam reflects on a 1985 Cover Story.’ Where he unashamedly admits to being “inspired” by a photograph of Sheela naked! The opportunity to be guided by a living Buddha into self-awareness did not seem to be on his to-do list, as that was trumped by “the round perky breasts” of Ma Sheela.
Was that an accurate quote, Mr Singh?
Maybe Osho noticed many of his ilk turning up and so the jokes simply reflect the quality he felt their ambition deserved.”
Swami Anand Anubodh,
Are you that famous Anubodh who has Rebalancing community? Anyway, I don´t see a single shade of spirituality in and around you as far as expressions are concerned.
A normal temple-going person, a Muslim who does his five prayers, shares more wisdom of life than I have seen in any of your posts. Most of them are simply academic by nature.
But anyway, people like you can claim to be purer than others the way Isis commanders and soldiers believe. Has anyone seen some doubt in their aura?
Shantam,
You are that that dreary Shantam who is such a pest at Sannyas news? Anyway, I don´t see a single shade of spirituality in and around you as far as expressions are concerned.
“A normal temple-going person, a Muslim who does his five prayers, shares more wisdom of life than I have seen in any of your posts.”
Sounds like a perfect self-description, Shantam! A hint of progress at last…
Now, for your homework, go through all your previous posts and make a note of each time your description of another fits you, like a glove. (Warning: This will take an extremely long time).
Will I ever hang the badge of spirituality on my coat the way political class of America hangs the badge of their flag?
I have seen few people proclaiming their spirituality – instead of feeling inspired I see shades of obscenity.
Let us leave the spirituality aside, Mr. Anubodh (Swami has become one of the filthiest titles from a cult which exists only on affidavits submitted in bankruptcy courts), this article about Sheela´s peaches is one of dozen other articles submitted on this site.
If you write half as good an article like Lokesh from your class, I can believe some depth. Otherwise, it is simply a cheap psychoanalysis style which gets developed after reading Osho. Very few I have seen in this branch who dare to bare their own psychology.
My thoughts roam from Anubodh’s contribution to this:
Anubodh, when it comes to spirituality I always prefer my own, which at times of contemplation includes this…
When I consider which part of humanity I care about most, then by my track record it’s the part that wants or perhaps consented to shag me, give a shit and continue doing so about my life, health and welfare.
When I consider the part of humanity that remains relevant to my spirituality, it’s in ascending order from the bloke who fills the shelves at the supermarket, gets up at some god-awful time, gets paid bollocks and still has to find a way of staying sane, to the team who fixed my friend’s broken arm in hospital on a New Year’s Eve.
You have to be co-dependent at many places in life. Anyone who tells you different is not actually implicitly qualified to pass higher vibrational exams but simply introverted for their own purposes.
There are a million ways to make someone dear to you smile. But you or I don’t need a shit-giving badge via the Pope or anyone else’s spirituality.
I’m not going out of my way to look for spirituality on Valentine’s Day, by the way. Just a big soppy Valentines card will do nicely. One that makes me laugh.
BELOVED OSHO,
WHY ARE YOU NOT SERIOUS? WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS JOKING?
Gunga Prasad, God is not serious — what can I do? God is always joking. Look at your own life — it is a joke! Look at other people’s lives, and you will find jokes and jokes and jokes.
Seriousness is illness; seriousness has nothing spiritual about it.
Spirituality is laughter, spirituality is joy, spirituality is fun.
Osho, ‘Come, Come, Yet Again Come’ (Chapter 7)
Perfectly correct, Osho!
Samarpan find a quotation which is fitting to the spirit of the string. It is not about jokes but decline in the quality. What late Prem Paritosh calls “distasteful” in 1981.
In my opinion, relevant quotation will be where Osho explains the reason behind sexist jokes with “profanity, crudity, vulgarity”.
And moreover, God has given the eyes to see here and now and not the past. Can you tell where the spirituality of laughter, joy and fun is being lived? Don´t say, it is on youtube. This everyone knows!
“Can you tell where the spirituality of laughter, joy and fun is being lived?”
In individuals, Shantam. Individuals who don’t indulge themselves in imagined or actual chronic dependence on a ‘community’.
But if you prefer to think you can’t exist meaningfully without a community then there are plenty to choose from in the here-and-now Sannyas world. Which has been put to you enough times here to suggest that you simply don’t want to hear, that you clearly prefer complaining that a long-lost, never-to-be-retrieved past situation is lost and irretrievable.
That’s the lie that you’re nurturing, living:
You somehow ‘need’ to complain as it provides an ‘excuse’, an explanation for the unsatisfactory life you’re leading (and that – unpalatable truth or not – you’ve chosen).
Your self-indulgent fantasy is that everything will be ok once the past is retrieved and all is as it was. Meanwhile, with that unreality (or lie) as the cornerstone of your beliefs and values, you inevitably become more and more out-of-synch with reality, more and more unintelligent, more and more stupid.
Harsh words, but I reckon unless you really see things as they are, you haven’t a hope in hell of ever getting anywhere near the “laughter, joy and fun” you indicate you miss so much.
Isn’t what you really miss, Shantam, the situation where young foreign women (for you now, anyone up to their mid-40s) abound and where you can come across as a most welcoming local Indian, now, of course, a ‘seasoned veteran’ of ‘all things Osho’, even more qualified to, er, ‘lead them astray’?
Other communal set-ups don’t fit that particular bill, do they? Either because there aren’t a lot of overseas visitors or because they’re out of India and you’re afraid you’d be like a fish out of water there.
After chatting briefly with Martyn we both found ourselves asking why we write on SN? Our joint conclusion was that it arose out of some kind of enjoyment factor. SN can be fun.
Lately, Shantam-bashing has reached an all-time high. Fun…up to a point, and then it becomes routine, and then it becomes boring, and then it is dead. SN is turning into Shantam News. As Martyn quite rightly concluded, if Shantam went silent there would be less posts on SN.
Having met Shantam, I know he takes almost everything said on SN about him with a pinch of massala. He obviously does not take anything said about him seriously, or on board. He is very Indian in that way and it is quite a likeable side to his personality, in my view at least.
Shantam’s SN persona is a joke. He comes away with so much that I find impossible to take seriously, not least of which being his futile crusade against the big bad wolves at The Resort, but ultimately the joke is on you, if you take anything the man comes away with seriously.
I reckon there is space for improvement in the quality of posts on SN. It would be an interesting experiment to drop Shantam-bashing, at least for a wee while, and then see what transpires. If Shantam does not receive the attention he normally receives on SN it would be interesting to see what happens. Why not give it a try?
Shantam-bashing is too easy, and apart from Yogi’s entertaining posts in response to Shantam’s posts, almost everything else being said on that level is almost totally boring and too predictable.
Wakey, wakey!
Thanks, Lokesh, for giving some sane suggestion to the mob! Let us talk about the contents and the issues and not individual bashing
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SHANTAM, WE STRONGLY SUGGEST THAT YOU KEEP TO SUCH PRECEPTS YOURSELF (AND MAKE SURE YOU ACTUALLY READ OTHERS’ POSTS BEFORE COMMENTING ON THEM).
ALSO, MAY WE REMIND YOU TO PLEASE KEEP TO THE TOPIC UNDER DISCUSSION RATHER THAN USING SN AS AN ONGOING VEHICLE FOR YOUR PERSONAL AGENDAS RE SANNYAS ‘POLITICS’.
“The dirty jokes were to be no more than the first of a whole series of ‘devices’ on which he embarked, and which were designed to sabotage any attempt to make him spiritually – or socially – acceptable.” (Paritosh)
This is a possibility, but how would we know? As far as I know, Osho told the jokes because he enjoyed being playful… it always cracked me up how he mostly maintained a deadpan face. Sometimes the jokes were illustrative or related to a theme in discourse, but not always so. It could be he wanted to keep people away by being outrageous, but the jokes don’t seem to be principally that kind of device. It could be that a cigar is just a cigar and the jokes were just jokes. Maybe we are over-analyzing the jokes?
“BELOVED OSHO,
DO YOU WANT TO ATTRACT OR PREVENT POLACKS WITH YOUR JOKES?
Deva Yachana, I never thought that you were also a Polack! There are many Polacks here – through my jokes I have discovered them; otherwise they hide themselves so perfectly! It is my way of discovering who are the Polacks among my sannyasins.
In Poland all are not Polacks, and outside Poland all are not non-Polacks either. So don’t be worried — I am not saying anything against Polacks as such. They are beautiful people, innocent people; they are simple people. And sometimes simple people are also simpletons, but I love them. Those who can understand me will be attracted, and those who cannot understand me, whether I tell the jokes or not will not make any difference to them.
A Polack traveling on a train goes to the toilet for a piss. As soon as he opens the door to the toilet he sees himself in the mirror opposite and thinks that he is someone else. He apologizes for the intrusion and closes the door.
Ten minutes later he returns. “Oh, sorry!” he says, closing the door.
He comes back a third time and the same thing happens. He can’t hold on any longer. With his hands thrust tightly in his pockets, he goes to the conductor to complain.
The conductor, another Polack, is outraged and goes to the toilet with the passenger to see what the problem is. He opens the door and shuts it again immediately, saying, “Oh, the conductor is in there. Use another toilet!”
Osho, ‘Come, Come, Yet Again Come’ (Chapter 8)
Jokes are essentially a device to create laughter. As such, their efficacy can to some extent be quite easily measured.
When jokes are used for other purposes,such as making a point or triggering a reaction in the hearer other than laughter, then the effects are much more unpredictable.
Back to the example of the `Wise fool` in the old world courts. It was a very dangerous job. It was common for fools to fall out of favour and get exiled or even executed if their jokes went wrong or even if they went right and rubbed the wrong people other than their master up the wrong way. Some of those early comedians literally `died` when their jokes bombed!
Efforts at satire also fail when the character who is being satirised turns out too likeable or evokes too much sympathy (e.g. Alf Garnett), or the satire is missed and the expression is just taken at face value (Anand Yogi was like that for quite a while, I remember).
‘Device’ implies specific result. Whereas this enlightenment lark, like comedy, looks more of a mahakashyapasyougoalong job….
I call that a very successful phishing quote, Samarpan.
JUCHUH!!!
Madhu
Sounds like a load of pollocks.
Sammy speculates, “It could be Oho wanted to keep people away by being outrageous.” Osho might have made out that was where he was at but in reality I suspect it was quite the opposite. His basic stance was the more the merrier. The standards for taking sannyas were not very high. Put on clean clothes, after a good scrub with non-scented soap, and Osho is your uncle, even if he wasn’t nice. This will be your new name…
I have heard that when newbie numbers were flagging a top PR consultant was hired. The advice given was to tell of great calamities coming round the bend. And thus Osho entered his prophet of doom period, predicting all sorts of terrible things. The influx of newbies went up.
How easy it is to manipulate people, to the point that they will believe anything. Osho was fond of quoting Hitler’s maxim along the lines of, ‘make a simple lie, keep repeating it as if it is true and they will believe you’. It was all a device for your awakening.
And yet Osho still towers over you, Lokesh, like an elephant to an ant.
I see no need to compare myself to anyone, including Osho. Life, in its generosity, makes everyone unique, you, me and Osho included. We are therefore all incomparable. Only foolish people miss that.
You compare yourself to Osho constantly. It’s your unsaid subtext.
P.S:
You’ve just compared yourself to me.
This is Arpana´s style. He is the custodian of Osho´s image in his brain…’Jehovah Sannyasin The Witness’ seems to be the suitable title for such custodians.
Shantam,
Nobody has anything to learn from you about anything.
“Sounds like a load of pollocks.” (Lokesh)
Yes, true, Lokesh; and in time of great crises, it´s quite good to come to the bottom line, and that’s what I get from it (the joke).
Very simple bottom line.
Neither Polish, neither Scottish, neither German – just a very human bottom line.
Madhu
Guys, I am sure you all know about ‘laughter therapy’, you can find it in every corner of UK, with the blessing of NHS. And I am sure you all know why Osho told so many jokes, bad or not, he explained it hundreds of times. So, why all this fuss?
I liked this, Arps:
“Being at ease with the understanding the sun doesn’t rise or set because humanity exists, and any one of us is only one of billions, so even more certain the sun doesn’t rise or set for any one of us.”
Yes, Arps, that can surely help foster and maintain a certain realistically humble perspective, giving the lie to phoney self-importance, although I guess it’s based upon viewing ourselves merely as bodies (or, ok, body-minds, aka limited ‘selves’) and is therefore necessarily limited (if we take the masters’ words on board – or, far better, have deeper insights or ‘realisations’ of our own. I’m still waiting, btw).
Also, what about the mystics’ insights (shared, to an extent, by more than a few drug-trippers) that the entire universe is a ‘God- or Life-made’ creation in which humanity is not just an infinitely tiny, endlessly lonely element, but an integral part, for whatever mysteriously inscrutable divine purpose (perhaps to simply ‘Be One with Life’, ie to ‘Be Life’?), each of us being a ‘cosmic Earth-traveller’ through thousands, or even millions of lives, human and otherwise (yet somehow bearing an individual ‘divine imprimatur’)?
If these somehow, somewhere seem to have even the faintest ring of truth, then isn’t the effect to undermine (even subconsciously) the stark picture painted by the above description?
Was a spur of the moment response to the remark about spirituality. Thinking out loud really. No more than that.
Not sure what you mean by “stark”.
I was moving, I think, towards talking about what spirituality is not. Again, thinking out loud in the moment. A contribution.
Yes, ok, Arps, I get where you were coming from.
“Stark” because your description suggests cosmic loneliness and that to be a human being is, fundamentally, to be purposeless – less than a stone’s throw from meaninglessness. While on the surface this might seem a reasonable supposition, I don’t think it’s anywhere near the whole story.
Perhaps we are far more intimately related to ‘It All’, including, at the material level, the Sun, than rationality might at first surmise. For one thing, no one would know or communicate that the Sun rises or sets if it wasn’t for humanity. For another, how come the Sun is positioned at precisely the point at which life forms on Earth, culminating in the human being, can emerge? Accident? Possibly. Or the work of universal intelligence (whatever that is)?
Given the extraordinary insights and teachings down the ages of the masters, eg that the entire cosmos, including the Earth and all that’s on it, and the universe beyond, is simply a reflection of the consciousness within each of us (and vice versa), I (who don’t know anything much, in my own conscious experience, of course) tend to find the ring of truth in the latter option.
I don’t actually think life is meaningless or purposeless. I have a very strong sense of purpose, but not one that makes me feel that I am very important, but certainly a purpose that feels worthwhile.
Might best be summed up by saying, “I fink we are here to give it a bit of welly, to get stuck in, to have a go.” ☯
These are not easy matters to have a written conversation about.
“For one thing, no one would know or communicate that the Sun rises or sets if it wasn’t for humanity.”
I like that a lot. I mean I really, really like that.
“For one thing, no one would know or communicate that the Sun rises or sets if it wasn’t for humanity.”
Let’s not forget the birds. They’ve been singing and chirping along as soon as the sun rises every day for as long as I can remember.
Thanks, Swamishanti, to find such a nice way to remind us (all) on any ´megalomaniacism(s)´.
Madhu
Yes, SS, for as long as you (or I or anyone who’s ever lived) can remember. Outside such hearing or memory is, in a way, pure supposition, to all intents and purposes an unreality. Just a distraction from the here and now.
And how about the idea that the Earth and all that’s in and on it has been ‘prepared’, through aeons of evolution, for the ‘great human experiment’, an undertaking of unspeakably huge dimensions and, ultimately, through us, of the most profound cosmic significance?
You’ve forgotten to mention the insects, and the amphibians, and the germs, small mammals, reptiles, large mammals, at some point some hominids. Crustaceans. Fish.
And Shantam….
@ satyadeva 15 February, 2016 at 12:20 pm
Shantam is included in crustaceans. You know, ‘Crabs’!!!
It’s no use standing on the seat, the Chatham crabs can jump ten feet.
“Being at ease with the understanding the sun doesn’t rise or set because humanity exists, and any one of us is only one of billions, so even more certain the sun doesn’t rise or set for any one of us.”
Is the above quotation true for Jesus, Buddha, Osho and their followers too?
Most probably, yes.
Is this true for the followers of one Mr. M? I have doubt.
The birds – they ‘get up and go for it’ every morning – are they singing about anything in particular?
Catching worms, perhaps?
“Did you seen that fucking big cat that lives next door yesterday?”
Or, “When are our friends coming back from the Canary Islands?”
Or, “Is it some kind of bird Raga that they sing, cosmic ballads that have been passed down throughout the generations?”
I don`t know, but it seems that they just ‘get up and do it’ as soon as they sense the sun rising, without thinking about it, and it`s as simple as that.
Why do they do it?
Have they been preprogrammed to sing like that?
“And how about the idea that the Earth and all that’s in and on it has been ‘prepared’, through aeons of evolution, for the ‘great human experiment’, an undertaking of unspeakably huge dimensions and, ultimately, through us, of the most profound cosmic significance?”
How did they get the idea to sing like that?
By the way, I wonder if you have ever wondered about those birds that migrate to a warmer climate in the winter, and how they manage to organise themselves into a huge `bird` shape(have you ever seen that?) before they travel. (Do they get together and discuss the logistics of such an operation, or are they just doing it, without thinking?).
Is it all ‘pre-programmed’, like you postulate?
As you suggest, it’s simple, the birds sing out of the joy of Life, don’t they? No ‘thinking about it’ there – they’re ‘one with The Tao’!
Similarly, the way they gather together in large groups and fly away – well, again that’s Life in action, supremely intelligent, mysterious, awesome. And not to be ‘explained away’ only by science.
Isn’t ‘the spiritual life’ the quest to ultimately simply ‘be’ one with this Life behind everything?
The birds are all just happening and so are we.
“The easiest way to get into the meditative state is to begin by listening. Simply close your eyes and allow yourself to hear all the sounds that are going on around you, listen to the general hum and buzz of the world as if you are listening to music. Don’t try to identify the sounds you are hearing, don’t put names on them, simply allow them to play with your eardrums. Let them go. In other words, let your ears hear whatever they want to hear. Don’t judge the sounds: there are no proper sounds nor improper sounds, and it doesn’t matter if somebody coughs or sneezes or drops something — it’s all just sound.
As you pursue that experiment you will very naturally find that you can’t help naming sounds, identifying them, and go thinking, talking to yourself inside your head, automatically. But it’s important that you don’t try to repress those thoughts by forcing them out of your mind because that will have precisely the same effect as if you were trying to smooth rough water with a flat iron — you’re just going to disturb it all the more.
What you do is this: as you hear sounds coming into your head, thoughts, you simply listen to them as part of the general noise going on just as you would be listening to cars going by, or birds chattering outside the window. So look at your own thoughts as just noises. And soon you will find that the outside world and the inside world come together. They are a happening. Your thoughts are a happening just like the sounds going on outside, and everything is simply a happening and all you are doing is watching it.”
Alan Watts
I quite often used to ‘do’ this process, but don’t think I got it from Alan Watts. Might have read it in ‘The Orange Book’. Incredibly simple, but surprisingly ‘mind-expanding’, in-the-moment’ stuff. Thanks for the quote, Frank.
SD, there`s a video on Youtube with this passage of AW set to some music by Jonathan Goldman:
‘Alan Watts Guided Meditation’.
Not everyone`s cuppa with the music, but I have listened and enjoyed a few times to `get me in the spirit`.
Frank, I’ve tried the technique and I just keep getting Radio 5 Live with a taxi driver from Stanmore mentioning Churchill & how the kids today etc. Should I just tune in or tune out?
Dunno.
Maybe you`re in the wrong chakra.
Thanks, Franks,
Fanat-astic – and you say you can see all this with the Xray Selfie specs on sale in the SN classifieds…I’m sending away for mine right now.
Thanks, P. ✌
In combination with the Hero’s journey and its 17 archetypes, that covers the alienation, the setting out and challenge: love, loss, desolation, stripping of identity, then ultimate confirmation and re-integration by way of a myriad of confounded unanswerables (which also merits a quick googling of itself), then in short, what we have, in a nutshell is this…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sW5h4uxBXQc
plus Luke Skywalker.
If the universe isn’t in your baby’s eyes, your lover or your child, then looking for it in the mirror might mean some hard graft in the shaven-headed schools of the world.
Me, I just love singing along to a great tune…in reality, amongst friends and loved ones. Life is a karaoke…Do the right thing and Play it Again, Sam.
Arpana says:
15 February, 2016 at 12:10 pm
You’ve forgotten to mention the insects, and the amphibians, and the germs, small mammals, reptiles, large mammals, at some point some hominids. Crustaceans. Fish.
Satyadeva says:
15 February, 2016 at 12:20 pm
And Shantam….
Arpana says:
15 February, 2016 at 12:41 pm
@ Satyadeva 15 February, 2016 at 12:20 pm
Shantam is included in crustaceans. You know, ‘Crabs’!!!
Sannyasnews,
Where is your censorship when two creepy assholes are talking with each other? Are they holding the spirit of the thread?
Publish this in its original form to show the bastards about their fucking spiritual reality. The white supremacists hidden in SD and Arpana.
MOD:
THE TITLE OF THE THREAD IS Osho’s Later Jokes. WE SUGGEST THAT YOUR RESPONSE IS DISPROPORTIONATE, SHANTAM, IN FACT IT’S FAR MORE ABUSIVE THAN THE COMMENTS IN QUESTION! WHY NOT LIGHTEN UP, SWAMI, AND BE “a joke unto yourself”?
Perfectly correct, Shantambhai!
The fucking spiritual reality of these fucking white-trash brotherhood bastards is to put on white robe and then white-skinned white rogue bastard white supremacists show true spiritual reality like KKK as they torch Shantam up backside with flaming crucifix!
Now finally, faceless Satya Deva showing true face on internet!
Is this really a photo from the White Robe Brotherhood?
What is more DISPROPORTIONATE and ABUSIVE, to call fellow human being(s) as insect and germ or not to take their humanness away by simply calling them assholes and white supremacists?
Wise men and women can meditate over this.
Wanting to be known as extremely wise and hence having meditated most deeply on this very important matter for most of the last 8 hours or so, I suggest that being likened to an innocent, God-created creature like an insect or even a germ, is infinitely preferable to being called an “asshole” and “white supremacist”, which are terms used to denote degenerate forms of humanity.
Moreover, btw, I thought you were supposed to be actually bothering to read others’ posts now before commenting on them? You were called a “crab”, not an insect or germ.
Come on now, Shantam, get the facts and their implications straight before mindlessly sounding off, otherwise people won’t take you as desperately seriously as you would like them to.
A wise man would most definitely meditate on this.
This is really one wise answer born out of meditation.
Let the whole talk remain as history to show the effect of meditation for the generations to come. (Like master, every disciple thinks they are breathing for the better humanity).
Very explosive situations can be avoided turning into full- fetched war, if both sides retreat a bit.
There is no absolute truth, but a diplomatic-plus-meditative way of win/win.
Goodnight, SD and my arch enemy, Arpana! You gentlemen are not assholes and also not white supremacists!
Nice one, Shantam!
(Btw, further most profound meditation has just revealed that even an “asshole” can be rather useful at times – depending on the circumstances, of course).
Father Finger meets his arch-enemy, Rabbi Horowitz, on the street.
“Last night,” says Father Finger, “I dreamt that I was in Jewish heaven. Man, Jewish heaven was a mess!
Everybody was yelling and screaming, and eating, and waving their arms in the air; people were fighting about money – all kinds of chaos, and the noise was deafening.”
“Well,” replies Rabbi Horowitz, “that’s strange. Last night I had a dream that I went to Christian heaven, but it was very different. Beautiful flowers everywhere, beautiful architecture, wide open streets, such peace and quiet all around.”
“And the people?” asks Father Finger proudly.
“People?” answers the rabbi. “What people?”
Osho
‘No Mind: The Flowers of Eternity’
Chapter 4
Chapter title: ‘In your eyes is the hope of the world’
Wow!
The quality of what we used to call ´juicy (jokes)´ becomes better and better!
Madhu
Sometimes jokes take the shape of reality.
Description of Christian Heaven is exactly like OIMR, Pune:
“People?” answers the rabbi Shantam. “What people?”