The first thief followed the man and on a street corner fastened the bell onto the tail of the donkey and stole the goat. The bell kept tinkling, and the villager thought the goat was still following.
The second thief, who was waiting by another corner faced the man and said, “A new custom, huh? Hanging the bell on the donkey’s tail?”
The man looked behind and exclaimed, “My goat is gone!”
The thief said, “I just saw someone with a goat going by that road.”
“Keep an eye on my donkey,” the man said and ran to get the goat.
The thief then rode away on the donkey.
The man searched the road in vain for the thief who stole his goat. Then he came back for his donkey and saw what had happened. He walked a while in distress until he came across someone who was sitting by a well, crying.
“What is the matter with you? They have stolen my goat and donkey; why are you wailing like this?”
“I had a treasure chest that fell into the well. I am too afraid to go in. If you get the chest, I will go fifty-fifty with you.”
Anxious to compensate for his losses, the villager quickly undressed and went into the well. When he came out, empty-handed, he saw his clothes gone. He began to wield a big stick, whirling and whirling around. People gathered to watch.
“They stole everything I had. Now I am afraid they might try to steal me, too!”
That will be the situation if Patanjali comes back: interpretations have taken everything away. They have stolen all: they have not even left his clothes on. And they have done it so beautifully that you would never even suspect. In fact, after five thousand years, things that I am saying will look very strange to people who have been reading Patanjali’s interpreters, commentators. My things will look very strange. They will think I am giving new meanings. I am not giving new meanings, but Patanjali has been misinterpreted so long that if I exactly say what he meant, my sayings will look very strange, outlandish – almost unbelievable.
The last sutra was about the “sun.” It looks natural to think about the sun in the solar system; that’s how all the commentators have interpreted it. It is not so: the “sun” is concerned with your sex mechanism – the source of all vitality, energy, heat within you.
In English you have the expression and the name for a certain combination of nerves: you call it solar plexus. But people think that the solar plexus exists inside the navel. That is wrong. The solar energy exists in the sex center, not in the navel, because it is from there that your whole body gets the heat, the warmth. But the explanation may look farfetched; so let me explain it to you more. And then there are others – the moon, the stars, and the polestar.