Chapter 9: Born on a Pair of Trees
If this is what disease is, then philosophy really is the greatest disease there can be - because it disconnects you utterly. And not only that - it disconnects you with such logic that you never become aware that you are ill. It disconnects you with such justifications and rationalizations that you never become aware that you are missing. It is a very self-justificatory illness, it goes on supporting itself. Philosophy means that a man has become completely head-oriented. He looks towards existence through the eyes of logic and not through the eyes of love.
When you look through the eyes of logic, you will know a few things, but those few things will not give you the vision of reality. They will be only abstractions.
When you look through love, then you know the reality as it is. Love is falling together with the universe, falling in a togetherness. It is orgasmic: you are streaming, and the existence has always been streaming, and both streamings meet and mingle and are infused in each other. A higher synthesis arises: the part is meeting in the whole and the whole is meeting in the part. Then something arises which is more than the part and the whole together - that is what love is. Love is one of the most significant words in human languages because love is existential language.
But somehow, from the very childhood, we are being crippled. Our roots with the heart are cut. We are forced towards the head and we are not allowed to move towards the heart. It is something humanity has suffered for long, a calamity - that man has not yet become capable of living with love.
There are reasons. Love is risky. To love is to move into danger - because you cannot control it, it is not safe. It is not within your hands. It is unpredictable: where it will lead nobody knows. Whether it will lead anywhere, that too nobody knows. One is moving into utter darkness, but roots grow only in darkness. If the roots of a tree become afraid of darkness and don’t move underground, the tree will die. They have to move into darkness. They have to find their way towards the deepest layers of the earth where they can find sources of water, nourishment.
The heart is the darkest part of your being, it is like a dark night. It is your very womb, it is your earth. So people are afraid to move into darkness, they would like to remain in light. At least you can see where you are and what is going to happen. You are safe, secure. When you move in love you cannot calculate the possibilities, you cannot calculate the results. You cannot be result-oriented. For love, future does not exist, only the present exists. You can be in this moment but you cannot think anything about the next moment. No planning is possible in love.