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-- you don't be worried.
This is your name: Swami Anandmurti. Anand means
Bliss; Murti means image of -- image of bliss.
That's what we are potentially bound to be.
But we go astray, we become something else.
We become that which we are not
We become that which nature has not provided for
Hence the misery
Because we become schizophrenic, we become double.
One is our natural self
Which remains hidden behind the artificial self.
The artificial self is the ego and the real self
We have completely forgotten.
We have become so much identified
With the artificial.
Once in a while we have glimpses of the real
Because howsoever we forget it
We cannot destroy it -- the artificial is artificial
And the real is real.
The real is going to abide
The artificial is just a make-believe.
We are miserable because of the artificial self
Otherwise we are pure bliss
But we are living double lives.
A schizophrenic fell in love with a woman
And asked the woman, 'Kiss me twice --
I am schizophrenic!'
But that is the situation of everybody.
And even if you go to the psychiatrists
They are even in a far worse mess.
One schizophrenic went to a psychiatrist
And he said, 'Help me! I am always thinking
I am two persons.'
The psychoanalyst looked over the room
And said, 'All four of you?'
Everybody is split
And the split is there for the simple reason that
We have become too much identified with the false
And the false is the top layer,
Easily available, just on the circumference.
And the real is far deeper -- you have to dig it
It needs effort, arduous effort, patient effort.
And grat insistence, determination, resolution
That 'I am bound to find it,'
That 'I have to find it,'
That 'I cannot live without finding it.'
Unless it becomes a question of life and death
One never finds it.
But you have some in the right hands.
Nothing to be worried.
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