Chapter 2: The Stretched Soul Makes Music
Out of imperfection man blooms. Because he does not know, he has developed philosophies and religions. No dog has developed a philosophy or a religion. There is no need; the dog knows already, knows instinctively. The dog is not ignorant, so there is no need to know. Man is ignorant, it hurts. He tries to know, he becomes curious, he explores, he becomes adventurous.
All animals are satisfied; only man is continuously in discontent. That’s his beauty. Out of his discontent he grows, he finds new ways of growth. Only man is anxious, anxiety-ridden; hence he develops meditation techniques. Just watch: whatsoever you have - in culture, in art, in philosophy - is out of your imperfections.
Don’t be bothered about perfection. Replace the word perfection by “totality.” Don’t think in terms of having to be perfect, think in terms of having to be total. Totality will give you a different dimension. That’s my teaching: Be total, forget about being perfect. Whatsoever you are doing, do it totally - not perfectly, but totally. And what is the difference?
When you are angry the perfectionist will say, “This is not good, don’t be angry; a perfect man is never angry.” This is just nonsense - because we know that Jesus was angry. He was really angry against the traditional religion, against the priests, against the rabbis. He was so angry that single-handed he drove all the money-changers from the temple, a whip in his hand. And he was shouting at the top of his voice, and they became frightened - his anger was so intense, passionate. It is not just an accident that the people he was born into had to kill him. He was really angry, he was in rebellion.
Remember, the perfectionist will say, “Don’t be angry.” Then what will you do? You will repress your anger, you will swallow it; it will become a kind of slow poisoning in your being. You may be able to repress it, but then you will become an angry person, and that is bad.
Anger as a flare-up once in a while has its own function, has its own beauty, has its own humanity. A man who cannot be angry will be spineless, will not have guts. And a man who cannot be angry will not be able to love either - because both need passion, and it is the same passion. A man who cannot hate will not be able to love; they go together. His love will be cold. And remember, a warm hate is far better than a cold love. At least it is human - it has intensity, it has life, it breathes.
And a man who has lost all passion will be dull, stale, dead, and his whole life will be angry. He will not express it, he will go on repressing. Layer upon layer, anger will accumulate; he will be simply angry. You can go and see your so-called mahatmas and saints: they are angry people. They think they have controlled their anger, but what can you do with a controlled anger? You can only swallow it. Where will it go? It belongs to you, it is part of you; it will remain there unexpressed.