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Chapter 1: Remembering the Divine

But when you are with a person who is silent because he is empty, you will come home empty; as though he has sucked you dry, as though he has soaked you up, as though he has robbed you. You must have experienced this many times. When you come home after being in a crowd you feel something has been taken away from you, you feel bruised. You need to rest for an hour or two so that you can recover. What has happened? There were so many hollow people there and they all plundered you, they robbed and sucked you. When someone is like an empty hole, your energy will flow into that person.

So you will return home shattered after visiting a person who is silent because of his emptiness. If he had been silent because of his fullness, then you would have returned home full - some of his energy would have entered your inner being, some of his light would have descended into your darkness. You would have inhaled his fragrance. You would have come back ecstatic from being near him - bearing a new melody, a new symphony. The strings which were asleep within you would have begun to resonate to the sound of his strings.

The enlightened mystic is a festival. An enlightened consciousness manifests itself in many ways: someone creates the statues of Khajuraho, someone carves out the caves of Ajanta and Ellora, someone dances, someone composes songs, someone remains silent. But one thing is certain: if you look deeply into them, they are all expressions of great poetry, unprecedented poetry. What form that poetry takes, what color - that is another matter. Most often, the sages have sung. They have sung what they wanted to say; they have not just said what they wanted to say, they have sung it, hummed it, ecstatically. There is a difference between the two.

When you speak prose you use logic. When you speak poetry you rely on feeling. When you have to prove an argument, it can’t be done in poetry, when you have to prove something, you have to use prose. The language of logic must be highly polished. Logic requires an unblemished mathematical approach. But devotees and sages do not need to prove anything. They have experienced the divine. It is not just a hypothesis; it is already proved to them. No more evidence needs to be gathered. An enlightened mystic does not need to prove that the divine exists. When he speaks to you, it is not to prove something to you. It has already been proved to him; he speaks as an expression of his fulfillment. He says: “It has happened to me. I am dancing because of what has happened to me. If you can understand my dancing - fine. If you do not understand - that is your misfortune!”

An enlightened person does not need to prove anything, so you will not find the word “therefore” in his language. He does not say: “The world exists, therefore God exists, because there has to be someone who created the world.” This is nonsense! To prove God by logic is a kind of atheism. It means that God is smaller than logic; he can be proved by logic. What can be proved by logic can also be disproved by logic.

So bear it in mind that a mystic is no pundit. He is a man of feeling, filled with feelings, moved by feelings. The mystic has known: now, how to make you know? He has experienced something unprecedented - how to convey this good news to you? His eyes have opened, he has seen the light - the same light that you have been longing to see for many lives. How to tell you that the light exists? Should he argue, teach you doctrine, try to explain to your intellect?

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