Mind is a disease. This is a basic truth the East has discovered. The West says mind can become ill, can be healthy. Western psychology depends on this: the mind can be healthy or ill. But the East says mind as such is the disease, it cannot be healthy. No psychiatry will help, at the most you can make it normally ill.
So there are two types of illness with mind: normally ill – that means you have the same illness as others around you; or abnormally ill – that means you are something unique. Your disease is not ordinary, exceptional. Your disease is individual, not of the crowd; that’s the only difference. Normally ill or abnormally ill, but mind cannot be healthy. Why?
The East says the very nature of mind is such that it will remain unhealthy. The word health is beautiful. It comes from the same root as the word whole. Health, healing, whole, holy – they all come from the same root.
The mind cannot be healthy because it can never be whole. Mind is always divided; division is its base. If it cannot be whole, how can it be healthy? And if it cannot be healthy, how can it be holy? All minds are profane. There is nothing like a holy mind. A holy man lives without the mind because he lives without division.
Mind is the disease. And what is the name of that disease? Aristotle is the name, or if you really want to make it look like a disease then you can coin a word: aristotilitis. Then it looks exactly like a disease. Why is Aristotle the disease? Because Aristotle says, “Either this or that. Choose!” And choice is the function of the mind; mind cannot be choiceless.
Choose and you are in the trap, because whenever you choose, you have chosen something against something else. If you are for something, you must be against something; you cannot be only for, you cannot be only against. When the “for” enters, the “against” follows as a shadow. When the “against” is there, the “for” must be there – hidden or not hidden.
When you choose, you divide. Then you say, “This is good, that is wrong.” And life is a unity. Existence remains undivided, existence remains in a deep unison. It is oneness. If you say, “This is beautiful and that is ugly,” mind has entered, because life is both together. And the beautiful becomes ugly, and the ugly goes on becoming beautiful. There is no boundary, there are no watertight compartments. Life goes on flowing from this to that.
Mind has fixed compartments. Fixedness is the nature of mind and fluidity is the nature of life. That’s why mind is obsession; it is always fixed, it has a solidness about it. And life is not solid; it is fluid, flexible, it goes on moving to the opposite.
Something is alive this moment, the next moment it is dead. Someone was young this moment, the next moment he has become old. The eyes were so beautiful, now they are no longer there – just ruins. The face was so rose-like, now nothing is there – not even a ghost of the past. Beautiful becomes ugly, life becomes death, and death goes on taking new birth.