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ground and celebrating! Living where only death happens and living joyously! This is the beauty of Tantra -- it joins together the opposites, the contraries, the contradictories. If you go to the cremation ground you will feel sad; it will be difficult for you to be joyous; it will be very difficult for you to sing and dance where people are being burnt, and where people are crying and weeping. And every day death and death... day and night death. How will you rejoice?
But if you cannot rejoice there, then all that you think is your joy is just a make-believe. If you can rejoice there, then joy has really happened to you. Now it is unconditional. Now it doesn't make any difference whether death happens or life, whether somebody is born or somebody is dying.
Saraha started singing and dancing. He was no longer serious -- Tantra is not. Tantra is a playfulness. Yes, it is sincere, but not serious. It is very joyous. Play entered his being -- Tantra is play, because Tantra is a highly evolved form of love: Love is play.
There are people who would not like even love to be a play. Mahatma Gandhi says: Make love only when you want to reproduce. Even love they change into work -- reproduction. This is just ugly! Make love to your woman only when you want to reproduce -- is she a factory!?'Reproduction'? -- the very word is ugly. Love is fun! Make love to your woman when you are feeling happy, joyous, when you are at the top of the world. Share that energy. Love your man when you have that quality of dance and song and joy -- not for reproduction! The word'reproduction' is obscene! Make love out of joy, out of abundant joy. Give when you have it!
Play entered into his being. A lover has always the spirit of play. The moment the spirit of play dies, you become a husband or a wife, then you are no longer lovers; then you reproduce. And the moment you become a husband or a wife, something beautiful has gone dead. It is no more alive, the juice flows no more. Now it is just pretension, hypocrisy.
Play entered his being, and through play true religion was born. His ecstasy was so infectious that people started coming to watch him
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