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Revision as of 14:06, 22 March 2022
event type | discourse |
date & time | 11 Mar 1987 pm |
location | Chuang Tzu Auditorium, Pune |
language | English |
audio | Available, duration 1h 59min. Quality: good. Live music after the discourse. |
online audio | |
video | Available, duration 2h 12min. Quality: good, but a constant audio-noise (under revision). |
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see also |
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online text | find the PDF of this discourse |
shorttitle | RAZOR29 |
- notes
- synopsis
- Reader of the questions: Sw Anand Vimal.
- Question 1 from Anand Nirvana
- Beloved Osho, waivering between bold action and paralyzing doubt, silent acceptance and useless sabotage, I struggle... waiting. Please comment on silence and death.
- Question 2 from Shantam Lani
- Beloved Osho, I was drawn to your commune at Rajneeshpuram like to a magnet about three years ago, not understanding why I was there, just knowing somewhere inside of my being that there was no other place on this planet to experience life in its totality. I had never read any of your books, nor any other books on the search for truth, awareness, or raising consciousness. I wonder how I keep coming to your well when I don't even feel thirsty, or at least I don't experience this thirst.
- Question 3 from Anand Mayoori
- Beloved Osho, before coming to India I was your disciple "in spite of myself." But since coming here I have fallen so in love with you that I feel you as my beloved master and not just Osho. There are times when I feel awed or privileged or in blissful, painful communion. But there are also moments when life seems so utterly futile and hopeless, and I feel such despair that even one more footstep seems like too much. Beloved master, can you provide some insight?
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