Buddha is inhuman, very far away from the human heart. Mahavira is still even more inhuman. They are not of this world at all; they are very abstract, as if they are not concrete human beings. They look more like disembodied ideas. They look fictitious, they look mythological – but not real.
Jesus is very real. He’s as real as you are. And this cry…. Buddha must have laughed. If he had been there he would have laughed at how foolish this man was: “What are you crying about? To whom are you crying?”
In Lewis Carroll’s beautiful book, Alice in Wonderland, there is a small dialogue:
Tweedledum says to Alice. “Why are you crying? You are unreal – just a dream of the king.”
Alice looks at him and says, “But I am real.”
Tweedledum laughs and says, “You are foolish. If he, the king, stops dreaming, where will you be?”
Alice says, “I will be here of course.”
Tweedledum laughs again and says, “You fool! If he stops dreaming, you will simply disappear. You are a figment of his dream. Don’t cry. How can you cry? – you are unreal.”
Alice goes on crying. She says, “If I am unreal, then who is crying? If I am unreal, then what about these tears?”
Tweedledum says, “You fool, do you think these tears are real or your crying is real?”
Buddha would have laughed, Shankara would have laughed: “What are you doing? This whole world is maya: the dream of the king. You are just part, a figment of it; you are not real, you are unreal. Just disappear. Why are you saying, ‘You have forsaken me?’ Who is there to forsake you?”
But not Jesus. He cries – tears may have flowed through his eyes. He is human, as human as you are, rooted in the earth as you are. He is very earthly…but not just earthly, not merely earthly. He is more.
He cried. For a moment he even became angry and annoyed. He said, “What are you doing to me? Have you forsaken me?” And then he understood. The river hesitated, then understood and moved into the ocean.
Then he said, “I understand. Thy will should be done, not mine.” The part was ready to fall into the whole.
He is earthly and he is heavenly – both. He is a great bridge. At the last moment he understood the whole thing as just a role to be played. “Thy will should be done, not mine” – then it becomes acting. If it is your will, then it becomes doing. This is the difference.