The difference between you and God is only one: he goes utterly into everything. When God dances, there is no dancer, there is only dance – he is so utterly in it. When God loves, there is no lover, there is only love he is so utterly in it. You are never total. Imperfect you are, imperfect is everything – these trees, these birds, these skies, everything is imperfect. But remember, by “imperfection” I am not saying anything condemnatory, I am praising life. I am praising the very pulse of life.

Now you ask me: “I think you once said that we are gods but that we just don’t recognize it. Please explain the completeness of our beings.” Again, you go on being neurotic. The perfectionist is a neurotic person. If you want to drop neurosis you will have to drop perfection – the very idea of perfection is madness-creating. And then you start feeling everything is okay as it is. And that does not mean that it is not going to change. Everything is changing, it is a flux. Nothing remains; except change, everything changes. So this moment one thing is right, another moment another thing is right, still another moment something else is right. Life goes on changing. And the person who has no ideals responds to life’s changes, moment to moment, in totality.

The second question:

Osho,
Is truth a discovery or an invention?

Neither.

Once, when commenting upon Isaac Newton’s statement that “the purpose of the scientist is to sail the oceans of the unknown, and discover the islands of truth,” Jerome Bruner impetuously burst forth with the claim: “Nonsense – the purpose of the scientist is to sail the oceans of the unknown, and invent the islands of truth!”

The emphasis – Isaac Newton says “to discover,” and Jerome Bruner says, “Nonsense. It is to invent.” And I would like to say to Bruner: Bruner, this is all just bullshit. The purpose of the scientist is to sail the oceans of the unknown and rediscover the islands of truth. It is neither discovery nor invention.

Discovery means “for the first time.” That is stupid. Eternity has been in the past – all the truths that we know again and again, are only rediscovered. They have been discovered many times; then we get fed-up, then we start forgetting a truth. It becomes too much, or boring – then we forget the truth. Then, after a few centuries, again we rediscover it. Truth is not something that is discovered for the first time; it is rediscovered again and again. Truth is eternal. We can move away from it – it is very natural for the human mind, it gets bored very soon. But once we have forgotten, the old again looks like new.