If Basho hears it, he will hit you so hard that neither you nor the noodle will be ever able to rise again. You are not supposed, just in old age, to forget the haiku, one of the most famous and one of the most beautiful things ever uttered. In ancient age it is of course okay, because one goes senile.

Basho’s haiku…I have to remind you again, because it is the very foundation of all meditation:

Sitting silently, doing nothing
The spring comes
And the grass grows by itself.

As far as I know, Basho may have never heard about the word noodle. These strange things are brought here by Sarjano. He is feeding people noodles, spaghetti and all kinds of creepy things…. Avoid that fellow! God never made – as far as I know, in any description in the whole Bible – noodles, spaghetti, pizza. It is absolutely the devil’s invention.

Just come back down to where you really are; don’t believe this gossip. And if the gossip continues, I will manage to bring you down again and again.

A beautiful woman and a young man both went for the same lion tamer’s job at the zoo. The manager said he would give them both a chance, and told the girl to go into the cage first.

The girl, wearing a long fur coat, did so. A huge lion immediately started to charge at her. Suddenly, she opened her fur coat and stood there completely naked. The lion stopped dead, spun around, and went meekly back into the corner.

The manager was amazed. He turned to the young man and said, “Well friend, do you think you can do better than that?”

“I would like to try,” the young man replied. “Just get that crazy lion out of there first.”

Osho,
This may be the most important, the most fundamental question of my whole life. My longing for freedom is so deep, so strong, more than anything else I know. In fact my whole life energy is given to this matter. But somehow I’m not clear in it. Do I have to do something for freedom? Is my longing for freedom just a mind game?
Please, Osho, tell me what freedom is.

It is certainly the most important and the most fundamental question one can ever ask. I have been talking to you about freedom continuously – from every possible angle, every possible implication…. It seems you are hearing me but not listening to me.

You are saying, “My longing for freedom is so deep, so strong, more than anything else I know…” and I have been telling you, there are things which you cannot desire, which you cannot make an object of your longing.