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Osho- MY SANNYAS IS NOT A DISCIPLINE. My sannyas is freedom, freedom
from all control – even from self-control. A controlled man is a dead
man. Whether you are controlled by others or by yourself does not
make much difference.

My sannyas is spontaneity, living moment to moment without any
prefabricated discipline, living with the unknown, not exactly
knowing where you are going. Because if you know already where
you are going you are dead. Then life runs in a mechanical way. A
life should be a flow from the known towards the unknown. One should
be dying each moment to the known so the unknown can penetrate you.
And only the unknown liberates.

Discipline can never be of the unknown. Discipline has to be of the
mind. The mind is your past. All that you have learned, all that you
have been conditioned for, all that you have experienced, all that
you have thought about – this is your mind. Out of this mind comes a
planning for the future. That planning for the future will be nothing
but a repetition of the past. It comes out of the past; it cannot be
anything else. Maybe a little modified here and there, decorated here
and there, but there will be no radical revolution in it.

My sannyas is a radical revolution. By giving you sannyas, I give you
freedom. I give you courage to live without any planning, to live
without mind, to live without past. Of course it is dangerous, but
life is dangerous. Only when you are dead, then there is no danger.
Then you are safe – safe in your grave. Safety never exists before
that. If you want to be safe and secure and perfectly protected,
insured against all dangers, then don't enter into sannyas.

Enter into your grave. Then don't breathe, because breathing is
dangerous. One day breathing is going to bring death to you.
Breathing iS dangerous. Life exists in danger, pulsates in danger.
Life exists in the ocean of death. It has to be dangerous; it cannot
be safe and secure. You are not a rock. You are a flower, you are
fragile – in the morning, laughing with the sun; by the evening, you
are gone. How can life be secure? In its frailty, in its fragileness,
how can you even conceive of insurance? No, there is no insurance,
there cannot be.

And one should not live by the philosophy the insurance companies go
on propagating. One should live with the danger, with death hand in
hand. Then tremendous dimensions open before you. Then God is
revealed. God is very dangerous. There exists no other dangerous word
comparable to God. God means to live a life of spontaneity, of
nature. Don't try to corrupt your future. Let it be. Don't try to
corrupt it, don't try to manage it. Don't give it a mold and a form
and a pattern.

Of course, if you live the way I teach, many things will disappear
from your life. The first thing will be the security – and it is a
false thing. Only the false disappears with sannyas, not the real.
The real starts appearing. The security will disappear. The marriage
will disappear. Love will remain; love is real.

Let it be more clear: love can exist with sannyas, but not marriage,
because marriage is an effort to give a pattern to love, to give a
discipline to love, to give it a legal, social form. But what are you
doing? How can you manage that which has not come yet? You can love a
woman or a man, and you can feel in this moment that you will love
her always and always, but this is just a feeling of this moment. How
can you promise? An authentic man will never promise. How can you
promise for the future? How can you say really you will be able to
love tomorrow too? If love disappears what will you do?

And it appeared on its own accord, you have not brought it in, so
when it disappears what will-you do? It comes and goes; it happens
and disappears. It is not within your power; it
is bigger than you. So when you say, "I will love you tomorrow too,"
what are you going to do? If love disappears you will pretend, you
will substitute. That's what happens in a marriage. Then two dead
persons living in a dead relationship go on quarreling, fighting,
nagging each other, trying to dominate, manipulate, exploit, destroy.

Marriage is an ugly thing. Love is tremendously beautiful. My sannyas
is like love. The older sannyas was. more like marriage. My sannyas
is simply a courage to face whatsoever is going to happen, without
any rehearsal for it.

Source: from Osho Book "Ecstasy - The Forgotten Language"

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Comment by ajay on June 14, 2010 at 11:20am
Appreciate your views and outlook. Wishing u all the best for a very happy birthday. Regards. ajay.


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