Now I’ve seen black specks before – I’m a sophisticated man, I’ve lived – and I’m sure you’ve seen them too. You can see them any place. However, I think you spot them mostly in sugar bowls. Once in a while you catch one lurking about in a bowl of flour. Oatmeal is loaded with black specks; I think oatmeal is mostly black specks, if you want to know the truth. But that’s neither here nor there…. Now the thing that bothered me about this black speck was that I didn’t know where it came from. That’s what bothered me. I knew where the milk came from – and that bothered me too, you know, but at least I knew where it came from. So I decided to get the black speck out of the milk.
Do you know how hard that is to do? Those black specks are smart as hell, they can smell a spoon a mile off! The minute you pick up the spoon they start running around the glass, don’t they? You pick them up and they jump out…and you’ve got to be very careful or they get wise and they dive for the bottom, and you have to sit there like a fool waiting for it to float back up again.
Now there’s one thing you can do: if you just take the tip of your finger and you touch the speck very gently, it’ll stick to your finger along with a large blob of milk – and you’ll have it out. But you know, when you’re with a group of people you don’t want to put your finger in your milk. You know, some wise guy is bound to say, “Say! How come you’re putting your finger in your milk?” What are you going to say, “I’m trying to get a black speck out”? You know, you have no answer.
Now there’s another thing you can do. You can drink the milk very carefully, keeping your eye on the speck all the time. The minute it starts to move towards you, you quit! You fool the little devil! But that’s only possible if the speck is on the far side of the glass. In this case it was close to me, waiting…so what do you do? You twist the glass…and the damned thing stays right there!
Well, I’m going to tell you what I did, so that when it happens to you you can handle the situation in a similar fashion. I got up and walked around to the other side of the table, and I drank it over there! He never even knew it!
Philosophy is creating mountains out of molehills. You can go on and on, there is no end to it. For at least five thousand years man has been philosophizing about each and every thing: about the beginning, about the end, about the middle – about each and every thing. And not a single question has been solved; not a single, not the smallest question has been solved or dissolved. Philosophy has proved to be the most futile of efforts…but still man continues, knowing perfectly well that it never delivers anything. Why? It goes on promising, but never delivers anything. Then why does man continue with this effort?
It is cheap. It does not require any involvement, it is not a commitment. You can sit in your chair and go on thinking. It is a dream. It does not require that you should change in order to see reality. That’s where courage is needed, adventurous courage is needed. To know the truth, you are moving into the greatest adventure there is. You may be lost, who knows? You may never come back, who knows? Or you may come back utterly changed, and who knows whether it will be for the good or not?