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given to the plants they were all leaning to the other side, all escaping, trying to escape -- because rooted they cannot escape, but all trying to escape. And the flowers were bigger with Ravi Shankar and the plants were double, their length was double. And they were all watered the same way, manured the same way, looked after the same way. When they were planted they were of the same height, and there was no other difference. The same light, the same earth, everything was the same -- just the music was different.
Life is so much intertwined, everything is part of everything else. Only in words do things exist; in reality no thing exists. It is all together, it is one thing. It is good that Buddha calls this 'nothing', because no thing exists. You cannot call it anything, say what it is; it is all together. Men and women and animals and birds and trees and mountains and stars: all is one.
I HAVE BEEN THINKING OF THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN WATER
AND THE WAVES ON IT. RISING,
WATER'S STILL WATER, FALLING BACK,
IT IS WATER. WILL YOU GIVE ME A HINT
HOW TO TELL THEM APART?
BECAUSE SOMEONE HAS MADE UP THE WORD 'WAVE',
DO I HAVE TO DISTINGUISH IT FROM 'WATER'?
Beware of language. Language creates so many games, and you can be caught in those games. That's why the insistence of all the great mystics of the world that the reality is known in silence. When language is completely dropped, only then is the reality known -- because language creates barriers.
BECAUSE SOMEONE HAS MADE UP THE WORD 'WAVE',
DO I HAVE TO DISTINGUISH IT FROM 'WATER'?
THERE IS A SECRET ONE INSIDE US.
The unknown one, the secret one, the mysterious one. He is within and without. That secret one is a wordless reality, a silence, a profound silence. Alive, but soundless. Throbbing -- but no name can be given to it.
THERE IS A SECRET ONE INSIDE US.
Why does Kabir call it 'secret'? Because language is not applicable to it. Language makes everything public. The moment you can say something it becomes public; saying means making it public. When you cannot say a thing, when there is no way to say it, it remains
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