This looks paradoxical. Those who look so sane are mad within. At any moment their layer of sanity can be broken. That layer is only skin deep, anything can break it. And you all go mad temporarily: if someone insults you, that layer is broken. Anger erupts, you explode. What is your anger? – temporary madness. Then you pull yourself back together again, repair the hole, the leakage, and you are sane again. But your sanity is just so-so. At any moment, anything can make you mad. Your sanity is just hidden madness.
My method teaches you to throw out that hidden madness. Don’t allow it to remain in your system; it is poisonous. Don’t accumulate it, release it. If your total madness is released, there is no possibility of your ever going mad. Once you can feel a non-mad being within, you have gone beyond madness, you have transcended.
It is only impossible that a buddha go mad. Everyone else can go mad, only a buddha cannot. Why only a buddha? – because he has thrown all his madness out.
Meditation means throwing out your madness. When there is no poison within you, you will have a different quality of being. You can fly, you become weightless. Then, bliss is not something that happens to you; it is not something that comes to you from without. It is something that arises in you, it is something that is your inherent nature. Then, bliss is not accidental. It is you: it is your nature, it is your Tao, your being, your very existence. Then, no one can take this bliss from you.
Unless this layer of hidden madness is thrown out completely, your source of bliss cannot start functioning, flowing. It cannot become a continuous stream, a river. Throw out this stone, this block, and allow the inner source of bliss to flow. Not only will you be blissful, even others will get the infection.
When you are sad, you make others sad. You may know it or you may not know it. When you are ill you make others ill, because others are not so much “others.” We are linked together: existence is a togetherness. Nothing happens to you without it happening to others also. We vibrate into each other, we penetrate each other. Your sadness, your madness, affects others.
In the West there is now a therapy called “Family Therapy” or “Group Therapy.” They say that if one member of the family is mad, then the whole family has to be treated. The whole family is bound to be mad, otherwise how could one member of the family become mad? And unless the whole family is treated, that one member cannot be helped. But if you look deeply, then why only the whole family? Why not the whole society? And why only the society? Why not the whole world?
We are part of a mad world. This group therapy will not help, we need a world therapy. But who is going to help? – because the psychoanalyst himself is mad. The helper is also helpless, the guide himself is misguided. So everything is just a temporary arrangement: one madman helping another and waiting to be helped by someone else, the blind leading the blind.
You cannot wait for the whole world to be treated. You will die first – you are not going to be here forever. If the whole world is mad, if madness is something like an ocean surrounding us all, then you cannot wait: there is no time.