Chapter 6: I Call a Spade a Spade
So if you all fall asleep, naturally you will be in different places. Somebody will be in Constantinople, and somebody in Tokyo, and somebody in Beijing, but in reality you will all be here and now. Your places will be different: somebody will be a king, somebody a beggar, and somebody will be a man, and somebody will be a woman, somebody will be very famous, somebody will be just a nonentity. But do you think these things make any difference? You can all be awakened, and all your dreams, separate dreams, different dreams, will evaporate alike.
You say, “I feel that every one of us is at a different place.” Certainly, but in a dream. One is a sinner, another is a saint; one is a Christian, another is a Hindu; one is white, another is black. All dreams! In your innermost core you are only a pure consciousness, just awareness and nothing else, a pure mirror, not identified with the reflections.
That’s the whole effort of a master - to wake you up, not to goad you towards certain goals. If the master goads you towards certain goals he will have great appeal for your mind; your mind will agree with him, because that’s what the mind hankers for: new goals, so the journey continues, and the stupidity of it all remains.
The real master shatters all your goals. It is only by the shattering of your dreams that you can be awakened. What do you mean by “persons”? The word person comes from the Greek root persona. Persona means a mask. A person is a false phenomenon, it is a mask, it is not your reality. But the ego wants to be recognized personally. The ego wants to relate personally, the ego wants recognition, attention; otherwise you are not a person. Nobody is, nobody has ever been. It is only on the circumference that the mask can exist and can deceive others. But you must know that it is a mask, a camouflage. Deep down behind the mask are you a person? No, not at all. You are only a presence, not a person.
I relate with your presence, not with your personality. How can I relate with your dreams? I relate with you, but not with your dreams. And it is only in dreams that you are separate. In reality we are all one, it is one organic whole.
You say, “I feel that every one of us is at a different place and has a different reason to be here in this life.” All nonsense. To be frank with you, just bullshit! But the ego goes on playing with this beautiful idea: “I have a special reason to be here.” Every grass blade also thinks the same way, and every pebble on the shore believes the same. Ask any dog or buffalo or donkey, and they all believe that they are here for a special reason and they have come to fulfill a certain mission, they have brought a message to the world. And those who want to exploit you go on telling you such nonsense.
Existence has no reason at all; it simply is. That’s its beauty. It has no cause to it, it has no direction either, it is not going anywhere, it has nothing to fulfill. That’s its beauty, tremendous beauty. It exists for no reason at all; that’s its mystery, unfathomable, immeasurable.