Chapter 3: My Religion Is a Godless Religion
I have not found a single reason or argument given by thousands of priests of all the religions which has any validity. Still God continues to be worshipped. You have made him out of your foolishness, and you are worshipping him, praying to him. This is not the way to change the world, or man, or his consciousness.
So please don’t say, “Now that God is dead.” He has never been in the first place, so he cannot be dead.
I agree on many points with that madman Friedrich Nietzsche, but I don’t agree on this point - that God is dead. Not that God is not dead - he has never been anywhere. Only existence is. Yes, there is a possibility of consciousness evolving, higher and higher. The moment consciousness comes to its highest peak it does not find any God there. It finds immense beauty, immense silence, absolute nothingness.
This I am saying on my own authority and through my own experience. You cannot go beyond absolute peace, silence, ecstasy. It goes on growing, but you never can go beyond it.
Hence, my religion is a godless religion.
There is no question of, no problem of disposing of the remains - there are none.
Being with you I feel so blissful and liberated, and there seems to be no end to it. You must have tricked me. What is your secret?
I am a simple man without any secret. I am just an open book, and a book in which nothing is written. If you like to call it a secret it is your choice, but it is a very open secret.
If you want to be, learn the art of being: not to be.
Let me repeat it, because I know you are deaf. If you want really to be, the only way is to learn not to be. Disappear. Just as God disappears from existence, you have to disappear from your life. Let life flow of its own accord.
It is the simplest art in the world, to be silent. It is not a doing, it is a non-doing. How can it be difficult?
I am showing you the way of enlightenment through laziness. Nothing has to be done to attain it, because it is your nature. You have already got it. You are just so busy with outer business that you cannot see your own nature.
Deep within you is exactly the same as outside you: the beauty, the silence, the ecstasy, the blissfulness. But please, sometimes be kind to yourself: just sit down and don’t do anything, either physically or mentally. Relax, not in an American way.because I have seen so many American books titled How To Relax. The very title says that the man knows nothing about relaxation. There is no “how.”