When somebody awakes he can see all the faults of the master, but they don’t matter. The only thing that matters is a deep gratitude to this incredible man who went on saying again and again, day after day, the same thing; hitting as hard as possible, perfectly aware that it is very rare that a man recognizes his buddhahood. But because it is only a recognition, the possibility is that everybody one day will recognize. Why not today? There is no need to postpone it.

In a way it was easier in the past. Because there were so many buddhas around, it seemed conceivable that you could also be a buddha. Unfortunately, that is not the case today. For the contemporary man, the word buddha is just a word. It is very rare that you will come across a buddha in your whole life. And even if you come across him, you will not be able to recognize him because you have forgotten completely the language. You have learned the ways of matter so much and so deeply, and they are standing as a block to your spiritual flight to the moon, to the immense sky that is your right.

Whatever the masters say, always remember: you are not to analyze the words. These are not treatises for PhDs and DLitts. These are not words spoken to spectators. Just a single spectator in this buddhafield and I can recognize immediately a hole of energy.

The day you had a poets’ gathering I felt so much wounded, because I could see that you rise to your heights every day, but that day you could not rise. Just those few poets were dragging down the whole energy of the field; they were like a drainage. I was trying hard but it was impossible.

Those people will never understand that they have missed a tremendous experience because they remained spectators. They looked here, they looked there, they could not believe…They whispered to each other, “What is happening?” They could not take a jump and participate, and because of those few people the whole energy field was torn, broken.

I told Neelam that this should never happen again. I don’t want a single spectator here in this field. While I am speaking, you have to be a participant, otherwise this is not the place for you. You can have your poets’ gatherings and other social entertainments after I have left. But don’t allow those people. It is not their fault, just they don’t know what is happening here. They are curious, and their curiosity does not allow them to participate. And because they are not participating, the chain of energy that joins you all together into one whole consciousness is broken. You could not reach that day the place…the height that is becoming more and more.

Those poets tried to act as if they were participating, but it was only “as if.” They did the gibberish, but I could see that it was just a very shallow thing for them. They were doing it because everybody else was doing it, and not to do it would look a little awkward. They sat in silence, but there was no silence. They were preparing for their poetries, thinking about what they were going to recite.