silence shared in words
presents
I Compare it with Love
I am not a philosopher
because the philosopher
thinks about the truth.
His approach is rational,
reason is his instrument,
and here
just the opposite is the case.
I am an irrational man.
And the people
who have gathered around me
around the world --They are
The appeal to them
is my irrationality,
because reason has failed so utterly.
For three thousand years
in the West,
ten thousand years in the East,
philosophers have been struggling to find the truth,
and not a single philosopher has been able to find it.
The way of philosophy does not go with truth at all,
it is just rational gymnastics.
So one philosopher
can argue against another philosopher,
and they go on arguing for centuries,
but they have not come to agreement on a single point.
Philosophy is the worst
wastage
of human intelligence
that is possible.
When I say I am not a philosopher,
I simply mean that my approach toward reality
is not through the head, it is through the heart.
I compare it with love because that is the only human experience
that comes a little close
to the experience of truth.
The only difference is that in love you need somebody else:
at least two is a basic necessity.
Whom are you going to love?
Who is going to respond to you?
So love is a dialogue,
religion is a monologue.
You don't have anybody there -- God,
some messiah,
some prophet
there is no one with whom you can have a dialogue.
You, in utter silence
feel it.
It is simply
a state
of mind
at rest
and the heart
throbbing
in a deep harmony with existence
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