FOR THE DELIGHTS OF KISSING THE DELUDED CRAVE
DECLARING IT TO BE THE ULTIMATELY REAL --
LIKE A MAN WHO LEAVES HIS HOUSE AND STANDING AT THE
DOOR ASKS (A WOMAN) FOR REPORTS OF SENSUAL DELIGHTS.
THE STIRRING OF BIOTIC FORCES IN THE HOUSE OF
NOTHINGNESS HAS GIVEN ARTIFICIAL RISE TO
PLEASURES IN SO MANY WAYS.
SUCH YOGIS FROM AFFLICTION FAINT FOR THEY HAVE
FALLEN FROM CELESTIAL SPACE, INVEIGLED INTO VICE.
AS A BRAHMIN, WHO WITH RICE AND BUTTER
MAKES A BURNT OFFERING IN BLAZING FIRE
CREATING A VESSEL FOR NECTAR FROM CELESTIAL SPACE,
TAKES THIS THROUGH WISHFUL THINKING AS THE
SOME PEOPLE WHO HAVE KINDLED THE INNER HEAT AND
RAISED IT TO THE FONTANELLE
STROKE THE UVULA, WITH THE TONGUE IN A SORT OF
COITION AND CONFUSE
THAT WHICH FETTERS WITH WHAT GIVES RELEASE, IN
PRIDE WILL CALL THEMSELVES YOGIS.
Tantra is freedom: freedom from all mind-constructs, from all mind-games; freedom from all structures; freedom from the other. Tantra is a space to be. Tantra is liberation.
Tantra is not a religion in the ordinary sense -- religion again is a mind game; religion gives you a certain pattern. A Christian has a certain pattern, so has the Hindu, so has the Muslim Religion gives you a certain style, a discipline. Tantra takes all disciplines away.
When there is no discipline, when there is no enforced order, a totally different kind of order arises in you. What Lao Tzu calls Tao, what Buddha calls DHARMA -- that arises in you. That is not anything done by you; it happens to you. Tantra simply creates space for it to happen. It does not even invite, it does not wait; it simply creates a space. And when the space is ready, the whole flows in.
I have heard a very beautiful story, a very ancient one.
In a province, no rain had fallen for a long time. Everything was dried up. At last the citizens decided to fetch the rainmaker. A deputation was sent to see him in the distant town where he lived with the urgent request to come as soon as possible and make rain for their parched fields.
The rainmaker, a wise