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And Now, And Here-第55章

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the rest of the waves on the other。

hence it creates an organization; it creates a chain。

the father says; 〃i will disappear; but it doesnt matter …… i will leave my son behind。

〃 the wave says; 〃ill disappear; but ill leave a little wave …… it will survive after me; the chain will continue; my name shall remain。

〃 thats why a father feels unhappy if he doesnt have a son …… it means he couldnt arrange his immortality。

he will of course be gone; but he wants to create another wave which will continue further on; which will at least identify the wave it came from。

so its all right for the former wave to disappear …… it leaves another one behind。

you may or may not have noticed that people who are engaged in a creative activity …… a painter; a musician; a poet; a writer …… are not too concerned with having sons; simply because they have found a substitute。

their paintings will survive; their poetry will survive; their sculptures will survive; they dont care about having a son。

thats why scientists; painters; sculptors; writers and poets are not overly concerned with having sons。

there is no other reason except that they have found a different kind of son。

they have created a wave which will remain long after they are gone。

actually; they have found a son that will last even longer than yours; because even when your son has disappeared; the writers book will still remain。

a writer doesnt care much about having a son; about having an offspring。

this does not mean; however; that he is carefree; it simply means he has found a long…lasting wave; he stops worrying about smaller waves。

hence he is not interested in having a family; he has created a different kind of family。

he is also striving for the same degree of immortality。

so he will say; 〃money will be lost; wealth will be lost; but my work; my scripture will survive〃 …… and that is precisely what he wants。

but scriptures also bee lost。

no scripture lasts forever; although of course it lasts a little longer。

who knows how many scriptures have already been lost; and how many get lost everyday。

everything will be lost。

in fact; in the world of waves; no matter to what extent a wave may prolong itself; ultimately it is bound to be lost。

to be a wave means to face extinction …… prolonging makes no difference。

so if you look upon yourself as a wave you will want to avoid death …… you will remain afraid; scared。

i say to you: look at death …… neither should you avoid it nor be afraid of it; nor run away from it。

look at it。

and just by looking at it you will find that what seemed like death from this end; as you enter into it a little; the same thing turns out to be life。

then the wave bees the ocean; its fear of extinction disappears。

then it doesnt want to bee frozen ice。

then; for whatever time it has; it dances in the sky; rejoices under the rays of the sun; is happy。

and when it falls back into the ocean; it is equally happy in its state of rest。

thus it is happy in life; it is happy in death …… because it knows that 〃that which is〃 is never born nor does it ever die。

that which is; is; only forms keep changing。

we are all waves risen above the ocean of consciousness。

some of us have turned into ice …… most of us have。

the ego is like ice; as hard as a rock。

how amazing it is that a fluid like water can bee hard like ice and rock。

if a desire to freeze arises in us; the consciousness; otherwise so simple and fluid; freezes and bees an ego。

we are all filled with desire to freeze; and so we employ many kinds of means to see how we can bee frozen; solidified。

there are laws under which water turns into ice; and there are also laws which cause the formation of the ego。

water has to cool in order to bee ice; it has to lose its heat; it has to turn cold。

the colder it gets; the harder it bees。

the man who wants to create ego has to bee cold as well; he has to lose his warmth。

thats why we say 〃a warm wele。

〃 a wele is always warm; a cold wele has no meaning。

love means warmth; a cold love carries no meaning。

love is never cold; it contains warmth。

actually; life is sustained by warmth; death is cold; below zero。

thats why the sun is the symbol of life; the sun is the symbol of warmth。

when it rises in the morning; death departs; everything bees warm and hot。

the flowers bloom and the birds begin to sing。

warmth is the symbol of life; cold is the symbol of death。

so one who wants to create an ego has to bee cold; and in order to bee cold he has to lose all those things which give warmth。

he has to lose everything that gives warmth to his being。

for example; love gives warmth; hatred brings coldness。

so for the sake of the ego; one has to give up love and cling to hatred。

mercy and sympathy bring warmth; cruelty and ruthlessness bring cold。

just as there are laws for the freezing of water; there are laws for the freezing of human consciousness。

the same law works: keep on being cold。

sometimes we say that such…and…such a person is very cold …… there is no warmth in him; he bees hard like a rock。

and remember; the warmer a person is the more simple he is。

then his life has a liquidity that enables him to flow into others and allows others to flow into him。

a cold person bees hard; unable to flow; closed from all sides。

no one can enter into him; nor can he enter into anyone。

the ego is like frozen ice and love is like water; fluid; flowing。

the man who is afraid of death will run away from it。

he will go on freezing; because that fear that he may die; that he may disappear; will make him contract …… and his ego will remain; growing harder; stronger。

i was a guest at a friends house for a few days。

he is quite rich; with a great deal of property。

but i was puzzled about one thing: he would never speak kindly to anyone; otherwise he was a good man。

i was very puzzled to see that inwardly he was very soft; but very hard on the outside。

the servant trembled before him; his son trembled before him; his wife was scared to face him。

people thought about it a good deal before they 
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