Chapter 6: Session 6
Buddha gave the name Dhammapada to his greatest book, and there are contradictions upon contradictions. He is so full of contradictions that, believe me, except me nobody can de feat him. Of course he would enjoy being defeated by me, just as a father once in a while enjoys being defeated by his own child. The child sitting on his father’s chest victorious, and the father has simply allowed him to win. All the buddhas allow themselves to be defeated by those who love them. I allow my disciples to defeat me, to go beyond me. There cannot be anything more joyous than seeing a disciple transcend me.
Buddha begins with the very name Dhammapada - that’s what he is going to do: he is going to say the unsayable, to utter the unutterable. But he uttered the unutterable so beautifully that Dhammapada is like an Everest. There are mountains and mountains, but not one rises to the height of Everest.
I saw Buddha sitting. I saw others also, the most beautiful ones, the meekest - not like Blavatsky hammering on the door shouting, “Let me in!” I saw Mahavira naked.because truth is naked, standing in utter silence. His disciples were holding his book, not he himself.
Second: Jin Sutras - The Sutras of the Conqueror. Jin is a beautiful word, it means conqueror: one who has conquered himself.
I have spoken of these sutras in many volumes, but they are as yet untranslated into English. One thing I would like to say: that I include the Jin Sutras in the postscript.
Nobody has been so silent as Mahavira, nor as naked. Only silence can be so naked. Remember, I am not saying nude, I am saying naked. Both words are totally different. Nude is pornographic; naked is just utterly open, vulnerable, uncovered. A child is not nude, but only naked. Mahavira in his nakedness is so beautiful.
It is said that he never spoke his sutras to anyone; only the intimate ones sitting by his side heard these sutras within themselves. They simply heard. It is one of the most miraculous things.. There was an inner circle of eleven intimate disciples around Mahavira, and when they all simultaneously heard the same word, then they thought that the word was worthy to be recorded, although Mahavira had not said anything openly, but in some subtle way, through a vibe.
The Jin Sutras were written in a totally different way from any other book in the whole world. The master remained silent, and eleven disciples simultaneously hear - emphasize the word simultaneously - the same word, then they record it. That’s how the Jin Sutras were born. What a birth for a book! One cannot conceive of a more beautiful beginning, and they certainly contain the highest light man is capable of, and the whole science of conquering oneself.