silence shared in words
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Let Sex Be a Playfulness
My own
understanding is,
if sex
becomes fun,
prostitutes will disappear from the world.
There is no need
for any woman
to fall so low
as to sell
her love.
At least
leave one thing,
love,
out of the market-place
just one thing
which is not a commodity.
It has no price
label on it.
It is immensely valuable,
but it has no price.
The man who goes to the prostitute
is falling
in his own eyes.
The woman who is functioning as a prostitute
is deep down condemning herself,
because she is selling something
which is
priceless.
But remember,
priests and prostitutes will disappear together.
It's the priests who have forced
millions of women to be prostitutes,
because they have created the idea of sin in your mind.
All these things are interconnected.
And I always go to the very root.
That's why
I emphasize,
let
sex
be
a playfulness,
a fun.
And since the invention of the pill,
there is no problem,
you need not be worried about children.
Now it is completely
fun,
with no responsibility,
with no trouble following it.
Enjoy it!
Put your mind aside.
Tell the priest,
who is continuously
in your mind
talking to you -- yakkety-yak, yakkety-yak -- to go to hell.
You are making love and the priest is giving his
Sunday sermon!
No,
love
is such a beautiful phenomenon
that you should learn the art of love,
just as you should learn the art of life.
If you can afford it, your room for love
should be separate,
because it is a temple.
And when you enter
the room of love,
you should leave your shoes out
and your heads too;
just put them in the shoes.
And before you
make love,
have a good shower,
be clean.
Meditate for a few minutes.
Make it
a beautiful experience.
Let the room be
lighted not by
electricity,
but by candles.
Let there be
some fragrance
just as it is in the temples;
burn
fragrance.
And
in the room of your love,
never do anything else
no fighting, no argument.
If you are not in a good mood,
then it is better
not to go to the room of love.
You are
unaware of many things....
The same bed
in which the husband and wife sleep,
they fight there, they argue,
they throw pillows at each other,
and then they make love too, on the same bed.
They don't understand that each act,
each thought,
each feeling
has its own vibration.
The room of love
should be full of the vibration of love.
I want love
to be your only God.
And with God
you need not be serious.
You have to be playful,
joyous.
It is
simply a
question of
understanding what is happening to you,
and the very understanding will change
the whole thing.
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