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a state of hesitation, divided.

It is because we are divided that life is divided in two: matter and mind. It is our division reflected by life, echoed by life. When we are undivided... and there are two ways to be undivided: either be undivided through logic... but then you will miss all that is beautiful, then life becomes very grey; it loses all color and all joy. It is all matter, and matter is meaningless. Matter can't have any meaning. Meaning needs consciousness.

Look through love and matter disappears and we are living in an ocean of consciousness. With that vision, oceanic joy arises in you -- unbounded, infinite. Out of that joy is creativity.

How long will you be here?

INGE: AS LONG AS NECESSARY.

Good... be here as long as possible!

Even Bein' Gawd Ain't A Bed of Roses

Chapter #6

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6 October 1979 pm in Chuang Tzu Auditorium

Archive code: 7910065

ShortTitle: GAWD06

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ASANGA, SAMAPATTI AND TWO-YEAR-OLD SAMVIDA -- HERE FOREVER.

OSHO: Forever? -- that's good! Start working....

OSHO (TO PATRICIA): It is only through love that one becomes aware of the beyond, of that which trasncends all boundaries, of the divine, of God. The very awareness that God exists brings honor -- nothing else can do it. The moment one feels oneself surrounded by God, then there is glory in life, great splendor.

We are carrying the splendor inside us -- it has to be released. We are unaware of it: of the great dignity of being, the great dignity of just being. Just to be is more than one can ask for. In giving you life God has given you all, and in giving you the capacity to love, he has given you the way to seek and search for him again.

Logic takes you away from God, love brings you closer. It is very easy to be logical; it is very difficult to te loving because logic is an ego trip and love's frist requirement is egolessness. Unless one evaporates and becomes simply a loving energy, a circumference with no center at all, a pure circumference with no ego at all, as if one is not yet born; as if one is still in the

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