Chapter 11: Man: The Call of the Eternal
But then you will be in an infinite regression, because if it is said that life is lived to attain paradise then the question will arise: “To what end is paradise? Why should one live in paradise? To what end?” This question will remain the same and will still remain relevant. And if it is said, as has been said in India, that paradise is not the last thing - you have to go to moksha, beyond paradise. But to what end? Even if you reach moksha.
Just as you ask, “Having achieved that meditative moment, to what end do we live?” you will ask the same question if you reach moksha: “To what end.?” Just think, Mahavira and Buddha and Patanjali have been living in moksha. What are they doing? Centuries have passed - just sitting under the trees doing nothing? Not even a coffee break! No sandwiches available, no spaghetti at all! No radios, no television, no newspapers. They must be feeling very silly, sitting under the trees. And for how long? For ever! Now they cannot come back, because once you become enlightened - finished! You cannot become unenlightened again, that is the difficulty.
I have been trying for twenty-five years - impossible. I have tried all methods: standing on my head, doing all kinds of things, but you cannot become unenlightened again. That simply is not part of the law of existence. So beware. Before you decide to become enlightened, don’t be in a hurry. If you want to do something else finish it, because once you are enlightened you are enlightened forever! Just think what it means, forever.
So in moksha you will also ask: “To what end.?” And Mahavira and Buddha will shrug their shoulders and they will look down, ashamed, because now there is no way to go back and there is nowhere else higher to go either. Living in a kind of limbo, not knowing what to do, “To what end.”
Life is purposeless. Don’t be shocked. The whole idea of purpose is wrong - it is out of greed. Life is a sheer joy, a playfulness, a fun, a laughter, to no purpose at all. Life is its own end, it has no other end. The moment you understand it, you have understood what meditation is all about. It is living your life joyously, playfully, totally, and with no purpose at its end, with no purpose in view, no purpose there at all. Just like small children playing on the sea beach, collecting seashells and colored stones - for what purpose? There is no purpose at all.
When I was a small child I used to bring as many stones and seashells from the river as I could collect, and I would go to bed with all the stones and all the seashells in my pockets.
And my father would say, “Throw these things away! For what purpose do you go on carrying them?”
And I always asked him, “First you answer me: for what purpose are you living? For what purpose do you go on doing your business, earning money, raising your children? For what purpose?”
And he would always say, “It is futile to argue with you. So go to bed! Keep your stones and whatsoever you want.”