Chapter 22: You Will Not Find God, but You Will Find Yourself
Picasso looked at him and he said, “I know you have been waiting, watching, and I was worried that you were going to ask this question. I don’t know. I myself don’t know what it is, and I don’t care to know. Nobody asks the flowers, ‘What are you? Why are you? Why are you red, why are you blue, why are you yellow? Why this shape and not another shape, and why this season, not another season? And why this perfume, not another perfume?’ Nobody asks the flowers.
“Nobody asks the clouds, ‘Where are you moving to? What is the purpose of all this activity?’ Nobody asks the stars. The whole existence is continuously active. Everything is moving, nothing is static. Nobody asks. Why do people go on torturing a poor painter? I just enjoy doing it. Is that not enough? I am immensely happy that it has happened. I don’t know what it is.”
The man simply thought, “He is mad!”
But painters are forgiven. People don’t expect them to be sane at all. Poets are forgiven. You know that they are a little bit crazy; otherwise who bothers about painting and poetry when there are so many things to do in the world? - to earn mountains of money, to be presidents and prime ministers, kings and queens.. And these fools are wasting their time, their life, and if you ask them, “For what?” they don’t even have the answer.
The man simply moved away. He said, “I knew it, that you don’t know what you are doing. No madman knows what he is doing.”
Picasso laughed, and he said, “That’s right. I would prefer to be a madman rather than to be a reasonable, rational businessman. I want to be part of this existence.”
Mind is part of the society, it is not part of existence; hence, it needs a society for its growth. The better established the society, the more proficiently the mind grows.
The question of God arose in the very beginning, perhaps ten thousand years ago, because in the Rig Veda - the oldest scripture in the world - one of the most important statements occurs. And that statement is, “We do not know who created the world. We do not know whether anybody created it or not.” This must be in the very beginning when man starts the first stirrings of thought: “Who created the world? We do not know.”
Yes, the theologian has not appeared yet; the man with the answer has not appeared yet. He comes very soon, he is not far away. Once you ask, “We do not know who created the world,” the cunning man amongst you will come with the answer. He will say, “You don’t know - I know.” And immediately he becomes your superior. He becomes the wise man, the priest, the rabbi, the messiah - because he knows, and you don’t know.