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great step towards knowing the true as the true.
So ultimately, when one looks back and considers everything, all fits perfectly well. Those who cheated you and those who helped you -- you have to be grateful to all of them. You may not have been here; if you had not been with F -- your life would have been a totally different life. What he did is not the point.
Jesus says 'Judge ye not.' Never judge people. Whatsoever they can do, they are doing. Why should we expect more from them? Who are we? Whatsoever you can take, learn, experience, you should take, learn, experience, and move -- unless you come to a place where you can really disappear and there is no need to move anywhere else. That door comes, but one has to knock on many doors before that door comes.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine false masters... and then one arrives at the true master. And sometimes it is a surprise when you arrive at the true master: he may have lived just by your side, he may have been your neighbour.
A Sufi story...
A man went to seek and search. He asked the first man outside the town, sitting under a tree 'How to find a master?' The man described him, saying 'These are the signs. he will be sitting under such-and-such-a tree, he will have certain eyes, such-and-such-a vibe'... and all that. The man was very happy -- now he had a criterion -- and for thirty years he searched. He came across many masters, many people, and he became tired, disillusioned and frustrated -- so much so that he turned back home; he said 'It is all nonsense.'
He met that old man -- noW he was very old -- when he was entering the town. Suddenly he was surprised:'This is the tree that he described, this is the vibe.' He looked into the eyes of the old man and the old man started laughing. This was the laughter and these were the eyes! He said 'But why didn't you tell me before? Why did I have to go into such suffering and a nightmare for thirty years?'
The old man said 'I told you, I described everything, but you didn't even look at the tree! You were not ready. The tree was here, I was here. When I was describing the eyes, I was looking into your eyes, but you
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