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when you are ready to go into a venture, when you have courage, when you can take risks, when danger has appeal for you, when death has not weakened you, when you are full of zest and life, that is the point -- take the challenge and move into the unknown.
The third:
IT IS DIFFICULT TO DISREGARD LIFE AND GO TO CERTAIN DEATH.
IT IS DIFFICULT TO DISREGARD LIFE AND GO TO CERTAIN DEATH. It is very difficult to disregard life. Life is very enchanting, very hypnotising. It is beautiful, it is a miracle, a magic world -- but made of the stuff dreams are made of.
It is difficult to awake in this beautiful dream. When you are having a nice dream... maybe you are on a trip with Marilyn Monroe or something like that; or you have become the president of the United States.... When you are having a beautiful dream, nice, as you always wanted it and it is happening, and then somebody shakes you, you become aware -- but the dream is lost. You feel annoyed. Is this the right moment? Could you not wait a little more? I was having such a beautiful dream.
But a dream is a dream, beautiful or not beautiful. A beautiful dream is also a dream; so futile, a wastage.
Buddha says, IT IS DIFFICULT TO DISREGARD LIFE.
Yes, when life has deserted you, then it is very simple. When life itself has deserted you, when you are left behind and life has gone out of you, or is going out of you; when life has oozed out of you and you are left just like a dead dry thing, then it is very easy to disregard life. Even then it seems difficult. Even in old age people go on behaving childishly.
I have heard:
An ancient man described his recent visit to a bordello.
'How old are you anyway?' the madam asked him.
'I am ninety-three,' he said.
'Well, you have had it, sir,' she told him.
'I have? Ah -- then how much do I owe you?'
Now his memory is gone, but still he has come in search of a prostitute. He cannot remember, but the passion persists. He must be just on the deathbed. He may have been carried by others to the bordello. To the very end....
This is my observation -- that out of a hundred persons, almost
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