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actually saying is that you love me and you are ready to die for me. But through thinking that is not possible. At the last moment the thinking will say, 'What are you doing? It is your life.' And really you don't mean it.
And you say: I DON'T BELIEVE A SINGLE WORD YOU SAY, NOT A SINGLE WORD.
Because if you believe what I say you will have to live it. And I am not here to sacrifice you on any altar, because ALL altars have to be destroyed and all temples razed to the ground. All altars have been dangerous to man -- because man has been killed on many altars, Hindu and Christian and Mohammedan, but man has always been killed.
I don't teach you that you have to offer yourself. No -- I teach you life, not death. And if you know life you will know death too, because death is the culmination of life. It is not against life, it is the crescendo of the song of life. It is the last alleluia.
I teach you life. But if you trust me then you will be getting into trouble. You will have to transform yourself, you will have to go through many many mutations. That's why your mind says, 'I don't believe a word you say, although I am ready to die for you.' You are not ready to allow a single word of mine to become a seed in your heart, and you are ready to die for me? You are not ready to accept me as a guest in you, and you are ready to die for me?
In the first place, I don't want you to die, I want you to live. And live authentically. Death will come in its own time. When the time is ripe, death is beautiful. When the fruit is ripe it falls on its own accord. When you have lived your life totally, death is a joy, because it is a relaxation into the universe again. The wave disappears in the ocean again to rest -- for another life sometime, for another wave to rise.
It is like, the whole day you lived, and the night comes. Night is so beautiful. You can go into bed and forget all -- the turmoil, the anxiety, the work, the tiredness. You drop into a small death every night. And blessed are those who really drop into death every night, because in the morning they are resurrected. They are reborn. They are again fresh, they are again ready
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