But this is not life; this is just the very periphery. Have you observed that if you look inside, time exists not? If you look outside there is time, but if you look inside there is no time. Have you not felt it sometimes, sitting silently with closed eyes, that inside you have not aged at all? Inside you remain the same as when you were a child, or as when you were young. Inside nothing has changed: the face is wrinkled by age, the hairs have gone gray, death is approaching – this is all from the outside. If you look in the mirror then of course there are signs that much time has passed, that very little is left, that sooner or later you will be gone. But look within: there has never been any time there. You are exactly the same as you ever were when you were running in a garden or on the sea-beach and collecting colored stones and seashells. Just remember…
Inside you are exactly the same this moment too. Time is a fallacy as far as the inner world is concerned, because in the inner world nothing ever changes. It remains the same, its taste remains the same.
In the inner world time is simply irrelevant. And life is in the inner. It expresses itself in the outside, but it does not belong to the outside. It wells up from your within. It moves outwards like ripples, it pulsates outwards, but it arises from your innermost core.
When Buddha was asking: How do you measure the life of a man?, in a very simple question he was asking a very complicated philosophical question too. And the monk was deceived. The monk said, “By days.” But there is no day, no night. Time is a utilitarian concept, it is needed outside. When you are alone time is not needed. It is a relationship between you and others; it is a relative concept. Try to find out, and you will be surprised that believing in time you have been believing in an illusion – because that which does not correspond to your inner reality cannot be real.
It is just like money: if you go to the market, it has value. If you simply sit alone with your money it has no value. The value comes only when you relate with others, because the value is just an agreement between you and the others. That’s why money has a beautiful name: it is called currency. “Currency” means: when money moves it has value; when it does not move it has no value. If you go on keeping it in your pocket always and always, it is meaningless. You can keep anything else instead of it; it will be the same.
Money has value when it changes hands. From one hand to another – then there is value. Value is in its being a currency, a moving force. When it moves from you to somebody else it has value. Again, if it is stuck there it loses value. That’s why miserly people are the poorest in the world: they have money, but they don’t know that money has value only when it is a currency. You can hide it in your treasure chest; you will remain poor.
Time is also a currency between two people, between relationships, between societies. But in the inner world, when you are alone, it is simply meaningless.
All the concepts of time, if looked at deeply, look very stupid. But people don’t look deeply into things because to look deeply creates anxiety. Then you become very anxious. Then settled things are unsettled, and whenever something is unsettled one feels anxious. One wants to be settled again.