“Soon I will not be ‘ere either. And remember, I would like ter remind me disciples especially: If ya ‘eaven and ‘ell golden dove me, chicken pen I am gone I will direct ya ter people ‘oo will be Beechams Pill jack’s. So daan’t be afraid of that. If I send ya ter tibet or if I send ya ter china or if I send ya ter Japan or ter Iran – Scapa Fla. And daan’t say that ’cause ya belong ter me ya cannot belong ter anovver real master. ”

“Just butcher’s in the mince pies and ya will find me mince pies again. The body will not be the same but the mince pies will be the same. If your journey ain`t complete wif me while I am ‘ere, if summit is Beechams Pill ter be done, completed, then daan’t be afraid. By droppin’ me ya will not be betrayin’ me. In fact, by not droppin’ me and by not followin’ the real, the jack’s master, ya will be betrayin’ me. Keep it in Chinese Blind.”

(‘Sufis: The people of the Parf’, vol wahn (East-End text) )

Translation:

“Soon I will not be here either. And remember, I would like to remind my disciples especially: if you really love me, when I am gone I will direct you to people who will be still alive. So don’t be afraid of that. If I send you to Tibet or if I send you to China or if I send you to Japan or to Iran – go. And don’t say that because you belong to me you cannot belong to another real Master. Just look in the eyes and you will find my eyes again. The body will not be the same but the eyes will be the same.

If your journey is not complete with me while I am here, if something is still to be done, completed, then don’t be afraid. By dropping me you will not be betraying me. In fact, by not dropping me and by not following the real, the alive Master, you will be betraying me. Keep it in mind.”

(‘Sufis: The People of the Path’, Vol 1)

MOD: TRANSLATION, PLEASE, Arps (OR someone!)

He also told me something else that Osho said:

“Even if I leef the bloody body I ain`t garn ter leef me sannyasins. I will be as much available as I am wite na. But the bleedin’ only fing ter remember is – ‘re ya available ter me?

I am available ter ya, and I will remain as available forever. If ya ‘re available ter me then there is nah need ter be afraid, then a lin’ exists.

And wif me sannyasins I am individually linked. It aint a question that ya belong ter an organization, it aint an organization at aw. It is a personal relationship, it is a golden dove affair. If ya ‘re open ter me, even if this body disappears, it aint garn ter make any difference. I will be available ter ya.”

Translation:

“Even if I leave the body I am not going to leave my sannyasins. I will be as much available as I am right now. But the only thing to remember is – are you available to me?

I am available to you, and I will remain as available forever. If you are available to me then there is no need to be afraid, then a link exists.

And with my sannyasins I am individually linked. It is not a question that you belong to an organization, it is not an organization at all. It is a personal relationship, it is a love affair.

If you are open to me, even if this body disappears, it is not going to make any difference. I will be available to you.”

Wheredja get this from, Shants?
Good, innit?

(More seriously, that piece is intense, affecting. Surprisingly so. Couldn’t have seen the impact coming).

A disciple becomes so deeply immersed in da consciousness ov da master, what when da master’s consciousness spreads all over existence, da disciple at least can see it. That’s why in Zen when a master dies da disciples dance; they make a ceremony ov it, because their master is freed from all boundaries ov body an’ mind.

This freedom ov their master is an indicashun ov their own freedom. This freedom ‘as ter be respected, recognized, froo their ceremony, froo their songs an’ dances.

‘Zen: The Diamond Thunderbolt’ (East-End text).

Translation:

“Just look silently and deeply and you”ll find your master everywhere.
The whole existence will become suffused with your master. And of course, the moment a master dies, he makes the whole existence sacred for his disciples. In the stones they will touch him, in the flowers they will see his colours, in the rainbows they will see his beauty.

A disciple becomes so deeply immersed in the consciousness of the master, that when the master’s consciousness spreads all over existence, the disciple at least can see it. That’s why in Zen when a master dies the disciples dance; they make a ceremony of it, because their master is freed from all boundaries of body and mind.

This freedom of their master is an indication of their own freedom. This freedom has to be respected, recognized, through their ceremony, through their songs and dances.”