A religious man accepts whatsoever is, he is not waiting for something else to happen; he accepts this world as it is, this life as it is. He has a deep acceptance: he is grateful even for this, he is not complaining. He does not say, “This is ugly and this is bad and this is a nightmare.” He says, “Whatsoever it is, it is beautiful. I accept it.” And just through this acceptance he is born, he becomes a new man, and for him a new world is there. This is the way to get into the new world. If you simply wait, hoping that someday this world is going to change, it is never going to change; it has always been so. Since Adam and Eve left the Garden of Eden it has remained so.
In China there is a proverb: Progress is the oldest word. The human mind has always been thinking that we are progressing. We are going nowhere, the world has remained the same. Details may change, but the substance remains the same; it is again and again a wheel, it moves on the same track.
A religious man is one who accepts this very moment – whatsoever the case – and through that acceptance he is born anew, the dead is resurrected. This is a rebirth. And when your eyes are different the whole world is different, because the world is not the case, the way you look at it is the case. The way you look at it is the case, the way you approach it is the case: your attitude is your world. This world is neutral: to a buddha it looks like moksha, the ultimate beauty and ecstasy; to you it looks like a hell, the final, the seventh, nothing can be worse than this. It depends on how you look at it.
When you are reborn, everything is reborn with you: the trees will be the same, and yet they will not be the same; the hills will be the same, and yet they will not be the same, because you have changed. You are the center of your world, and when the center changes the periphery has to follow, because the world is just a shadow around you. If you change, the shadow changes, and those who are waiting and thinking that someday the shadow will change are fools.
Jews were waiting, as everybody is waiting, for a day to come when the world would be reborn and the dead would be resurrected; there would be peace, eternal peace, and life. So they asked Jesus:
When will the repose of the dead come about, and when will the new world come?
They were asking about the future, and this is how you miss Jesus. Don’t ask a Jesus about the future, because for a Jesus no future exists; the whole eternity is present for him. And for a Jesus no hope exists, because hope is a dream. For Jesus, only truth exists, not hope. Hope is a deception, hope is intoxicating; it gives your eyes such a drunkenness that because of that drunkenness you look at the world and everything is different. For Jesus, only truth, the facticity of it – bare, naked existence – exists; he has no hopes about it. Not that he is in despair; remember, despair is part of the hope.