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Revision as of 15:38, 22 March 2022
event type | discourse |
date & time | 12 Apr 1987 pm |
location | Chuang Tzu Auditorium, Pune |
language | English |
audio | Available, duration 1h 45min. Quality: good. Live music after the discourse. |
online audio | |
video | Available, duration 1h 52min. Quality: good, but a constant audio-noise. |
online video | |
see also |
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online text | find the PDF of this discourse |
shorttitle | ZARA210 |
- notes
- synopsis
- Reader of the sutra: Ma Prem Maneesha. During leaving (video from 1:42:32) Osho is leading a Stop! Meditation.
- The sutra
- Before sunrise
- O sky above me! O pure, deep sky! You abyss of light! Gazing into you, I tremble with divine desires.
- To cast myself into your height -- that is my depth! To hide myself in your purity -- that is my innocence!
- The God is veiled by his beauty: thus you hide your stars. You do not speak: thus you proclaim to me your wisdom....
- We have been friends from the beginning:...
- We do not speak to one another, because we know too much: we are silent together, we smile our knowledge to one another.
- Are you not the light of my fire? Do you not have the sister-soul of my insight?
- Together we learned everything; together we learned to mount above ourselves to ourselves and to smile uncloudedly -- to smile uncloudedly down from bright eyes and from miles away when under us compulsion and purpose and guilt stream like rain.
- And when I wandered alone, what did my soul hunger after by night and on treacherous paths? And when I climbed mountains, whom did I always seek, if not you, upon mountains?
- And all my wandering and mountain-climbing: it was merely a necessity and an expedient of clumsiness: my whole will desires only to fly, to fly into you!
- And what have I hated more than passing clouds and all that defiles you? And I have hated even my own hatred, because it defiled you!
- I dislike the passing clouds, these stealthy cats of prey: they take from you and from me what we have in common -- the vast and boundless declaration of yes and amen....
- I, however, am one who blesses and declares yes, if only you are around me, you pure, luminous sky! You abyss of light! -- then into all abysses do I carry my consecrating declaration yes.
- I have become one who blesses and one who declares yes: and for that I wrestled long and was a wrestler, so that I might one day have my hands free for blessing.
- This, however, is my blessing: to stand over everything as its own sky, as its round roof, its azure bell and eternal certainty: and happy is he who thus blesses!
- For all things are baptized at the fount of eternity and beyond good and evil; good and evil themselves, however, are only intervening shadows and damp afflictions and passing clouds....
- The world is deep: and deeper than day has ever comprehended. Not everything may be spoken in the presence of day. But day is coming: so let us part!
- O sky above me, you modest, glowing sky! O you, my happiness before sunrise! Day is coming: so let us part!
- ... Thus spake Zarathustra.
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