The Golden Future ~ 40

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event type discourse
date & time 31 May 1987 pm
location Chuang Tzu Auditorium, Pune
language English
audio Available, duration 1h 10min. Quality: good.
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shorttitle GOLDEN40
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synopsis
Reader of the questions: Ma Prem Maneesha.
Question 1 from Maneesha
Beloved Osho, when I visited Sarjano's pizza parlor yesterday, I found him sobbing by a huge vat of spaghetti. He said that, in spite of your assurances, he feels it is all hopeless. He said, "I can-a never get-a enlightened-a. I'm-a too much-a attached-a to my past-a." I tried to cheer him up by saying that you were helping us to return to the source, and where there is sauce there must be spaghetti. But he was inconsolable. Beloved master, please, can you help?
Question 2 from Vijen
Beloved Osho, you've been talking about love and freedom, and my girlfriend has gone off with another man. I look inside to see if there is anything resembling love that will willingly give the other freedom, and I can't find anything except this black misery, which I am surprised to find myself enjoying. Do I have any of the new man in me or is it all old?
Question 3 from Sw Prem Indivar
Beloved Osho, I was traveling in the Himalayas for seven weeks. The day I was to return to Poona, you answered a question I had sent in eight weeks before, about feeling hopeless. While you were answering it, I was receiving the answer experientially, waiting on the Varanasi train platform for twenty-eight hours. Each hour it was announced that the train would arrive in one hour; but each time there was no train -- only more people, more heat, more noise, more smell, and more flies. I finally truly gave up hope, put my straw hat down over my eyes, and cried. When I looked up again, the flies looked psychedelic with the sun shining through their wings, the sound of the trains and the chaiwallahs were music to my ears, and my heart was full of love for everyone. Osho, your sense of timing is uncanny. How do you do it?
Question 4 from Premdipa
Beloved Osho, why is it that whenever I come to ask a question, questions of great significance, that I knew were there before, elude me. I would like to ask about enlightenment and meditation, but when I get down to writing them, the questions lose all reality for me. The significance and depth of things always frightens me. Could it be that I am avoiding the deep treasures of my being?


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