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here; it is no more there. And the mind cannot be happy in the here so it again projects onto somewhere else.
Maybe the place that you have left becomes your projection, but see what the mathematics of the mind is -- that it has to project somewhere else, either in the past or in the future, but it cannot exist here. So it always postpones; the mind is a postponement, a perpetual postponement. The mind is tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, never today. But this has to be seen again and again; there is no easy way to learn it. Otherwise wisdom is always available -- buddhas have always said the same thing -- but it has to be learned the hard way. You will have to pass through the misery of it, you will have to be deceived by the mind.
Many millions of times you will again and again hope with the mind and again and again you will be frustrated. You will move with the mind and it will lead you into a ditch. It will again and again land you in more misery. Only out of that continuous failure will you one day see the whole point.
Then it is no more intellectual, it is not even understanding. It is your very being; the arrow has penetrated the very heart. Now it is not a proposition, not a hypothesis, not somebody's advice, not something that you believe in, not an inference. It is your existential experience. You have seen it, it is finished! That very day 'there' disappears, 'that' disappears, and with that disappearance there is no mind: you are, only you are.
That state of no-mind comes sometimes when you are close to me. But go, there again see the game of the mind, and come back! Mm? one has to pass through that misery. It cannot be avoided, because if you avoid it, then whatsoever I am saying will always remain a belief: it will never become your own authentic understanding.
[A sannyasin says he has just split with his partner so he is feeling unsettled. Osho says it is natural to feel uprooted, but to be always moving, never static, is good. People usually die around thirty, he says, and are buried some forty years later. Never become a family man, bourgeois; avoid middle-classness like the plague!
The sannyasin then says that
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