Chapter 15: Adding Oil to the Fire
Sufis teach a different kind of world view - not based on beliefs, but based on experiments, experience, and the conclusions that come naturally through those experiments and experiences. Then there is a totally different kind of faith. No doubt is repressed in it, it is total. It does not divide you, it does not split you. Christians and Hindus and Mohammedans and all kinds of believers are split personalities, schizophrenic. Schizophrenia is one of the commonest traits of man. And why is man schizophrenic? The reason has to be found in the so-called religious teachings, indoctrinations.
When you tell somebody to believe in something you are creating a neurosis in him, you are creating a division. Now he will never be one, he will be two. One part, the real part, will go on doubting, and the unreal part, the superficial part, will go on believing. And this rift will go on becoming bigger and bigger, this rift will always create great anxiety.
Look into any of your beliefs: you believe in God, and look - you know that you doubt.
I have heard:
A little boy came home from Sunday school and his father asked, “What did you learn today?”
“Well,” said the youngster, “two thousand years ago the Jews wanted to escape from the bad Egyptians. So Moses had the Jews build this suspension bridge across the Red Sea. Then they loaded it down with dynamite. The Jews escaped across the bridge, and when all the Egyptians chased them they blew up the bridge and all the Egyptians were drowned.”
“Is that what the teacher told you?” asked the surprised father.
“No,” said the boy, “but you would never believe the crazy story he did tell us!”
He has improved upon the story.
All your so-called scriptures are full of nonsense. But you go on believing just because you are afraid, because you are not grounded in your being, because you are not rooted in reality.
The father was a Christian Scientist and always carried a copy of Mrs Eddy’s works in his pocket. Accompanied by his little son he had an occasion to cross a lot where a good-sized goat was feeding. As they approached the goat the boy showed fear, whereupon his father told him to think that it was not possible for the animal to harm them. But the boy, remembering previous encounters with the goat in which he had come out second best, did not grow any braver.
Poppa, you are a Christian Scientist all right,” he said, “and so am I, but the goat does not know about it.”
Reality has never heard about your beliefs, your philosophies, your religions. It is completely unaware of all that nonsense that you go on carrying in your head. It has no concern with your head-trips, it is simply innocent. It is neither Hindu nor Mohammedan nor Christian. It has no adjectives, it has no scriptures, no likes, no dislikes. It is simply there, naked.