The Art of Dying ~ 02
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| event type | discourse |
| date & time | 12 Oct 1976 am |
| location | Chuang Tzu Auditorium, Poona |
| language | English |
| audio | Available, duration 1h 33min. Quality: good. |
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| video | Not available |
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| online text | find the PDF of this discourse |
| shorttitle | ART02 |
- notes
- synopsis
- Reader of the questions: n/a; questions are being read by Osho himself.
- Question 1
- How can we prepare ourselves for death?
- Question 2
- At times you seem to intend to confuse us about love and meditation. Sometimes you stress the ultimate futility of love but on other occasions you pronounce meditation as being useless. And sometimes you say both love and meditation are fundamental paths of enlightenment.
- Question 3
- As sex is closely related to death, what is the meaning of spontaneous celibacy?
- Question 4
- You said nobody should dictate what you should do with your life. How does that fit with being available and surrendering to you?
- Question 5
- Why do you give us these religious titles? They seem absurd. Outside the ashram Indians seldom call me Swami with a straight face.
- Question 6
- Why is this life, which has no end and no beginning, so mysterious? Please explain.
- Question 7
- Why do you prefer to call meditation the art of dying rather than calling it the art of growing?
- Question 8
- The more you talk about death, the greater my desire for life. I have just realised that I have not really lived. While I can understand that life and death come together, there is a yearning inside me that cries out for life, love and passionate intensity. I have discovered I am anguished at the thought of surrendering my unfulfilled desires. Can one give up what one has never had? I feel I would only return to the body again. Illusion or not, to my great amazement I have to admit that I still desire, and I have never felt such hunger.
- Question 9
- I am a piece of rock in the middle of the mountain. Even this I don't dare to realise. I dream instead. Osho, why did you tell me about rivers, the ocean and the sky? And how could you give me sannyas? I am a piece of rock in the middle of the mountain.
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