Now the poor man is dead. Somebody played the game – the mind-game – killed him. Many questions have come to me asking that I should say something about his death. To me, birth and death have no significance at all. There are many ways to die, and the best way is to be killed – at least you are not responsible! The worst is to die in your bed and ninety-nine percent of people choose to die in their beds. Beware of the bed, because that is the most dangerous place in the world! All the accidents happen there: birth happens there, love happens there, death happens there. If you can simply renounce the bed you are enlightened!
He died a good death – somebody killed him. One has to die anyway; when one has to die one should choose a good way. I don’t think he chose it and I don’t think the person who killed him chose it either. People are living – all people are living – in utter unconsciousness.
A patient lying on the operating table started screaming, “I don’t want to be cut open! You’ll kill me! I don’t want to die!”
The surgeon tried to calm the patient.
“Just take it easy, sir,” he said. “Look at my long white beard. I’ve done thousands of operations and nothing has ever gone wrong.”
“Oh, doctor, you’re right! I know I can trust you!” replied the patient.
When the patient awoke after the operation, he looked around and saw the same white beard and said, “Oh, thank you, doctor! You are a saint!”
“It’s okay, son, you don’t have to thank me. I am not your doctor – my name is St. Peter!”
So what can I say about his death? It is perfectly okay! Everything is okay. Just…if he had really come here he would have died a totally different kind of death. He would have died celebrating, he would have died rejoicing. He would have died without any regrets, without any complaints. He would have died in love, in surrender, in yes. That he has missed this time – I hope next time he does not miss it.
The second question:
Suppose you had experienced only negative reactions from others and had received no love in your life, would you still be such a loving, happy man?
Or does happiness require a certain resonance and response from others or from God?
Even Jesus Christ did not die happily,
As it is written in Matthew, chapter 22:
“At the ninth hour, Jesus cried loudly,
‘Lord, lord, why have you left me?’ “
Love has nothing to do with what others do with you. Love is not a response to a certain positive situation. You are born with love – love is the very stuff you are made of. You can go on giving it…it is a question of giving, not of getting. Of course, when you give it comes back – it comes back millions of times more because the whole existence responds. But the basic idea, is not to get but to give.