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not of things, not of anything that is outside, but of all that belongs to his inner being.
Deva means divine, and uruvara means fertility, creativity, possibility -- a divine possibility. And that's everybody's possibility. We never claim it; our treasure remains unclaimed. We never ask for that which is already given to us -- and of course we never use it. We are emperors who somehow have come to believe themselves to be beggars. So this has to be remembered by you -- that each moment of life has to be fertile. Never miss a single moment without being creative.
The total result is God. God is not something that happens somewhere, some day. It happens in small bits and pieces. The total result is God. So it has to happen each and every day. In fact each moment of life has to become fertile and creative. So just remember that. Don't kill time as people are doing all over the world. Killing time means committing suicide. Killing time means killing the possibility in which you could have grown. And unless you try to grow, it is not going to happen.
Nature has brought you up to a certain point from where the growth has to be taken into your own hands. Nature has brought you to be a human being; more than that is not the capacity of nature. Up to the human being there is evolution. Beyond humanity there is revolution. Evolution means that which has been happening in spite of you; you were just riding on the wave. But there comes a moment -- and humanity is that moment, that boundary line -- if you don't start moving on your own you are stuck. The wave of nature has brought you to the very maximum, optimum limit. More than that is not possible. Now you have to travel, and you have to make effort; you have to be creative. And when I say creative, I don't mean just painting, poetry, sculpture -- no. These are very ordinary creativities.
You create a painting or you create a poem or a song but you don't create yourself. The poet remains as unfulfilled as the non-poet and the painter remains as empty as the non-painter. The painter may have painted a beautiful picture but he has remained as ugly as anybody else. So if you love some poet's poetry
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