Meditation is not a social revolution; it is an individual revolution. It is an appeal to the individual soul: you take responsibility in your own hands. Don’t be contented, because there is so much more potential in you. You are only seeds, and if seeds become contented that is suicide. You have to become sprouts, you have to become trees, you have to dance in the breeze, in the sun, in the moon, in the wind. You have to blossom, you have to release the fragrance that is hidden in you. And unless your fragrance is released you will not find contentment, authentic contentment that comes on its own – not created by you; that is simply hypocrisy.
Somehow you can manage, convince yourself that “This is my fate.” Nobody has any fate. Strange lies, repeated for millions of years, have become truths. You don’t have any fate. Your birth chart is just an exploitation by cunning people, because the stars are not interested in you. It is very ego-fulfilling that all the stars are interested in you – when an idiot is born, all the stars are interested in the idiot.
I used to live on a university campus as a teacher, and in front lived a professor who was very much interested in astrology. He himself was a professor of mathematics. I told him many times, “You must have a split personality, because a man of mathematics cannot be so stupid as to be interested in astrology. You must be two persons together. Sooner or later you are going to fall into a nervous breakdown; you are schizophrenic.”
He said, “Strange…I have not asked you anything. You came to see me, and you are condemning me like anything.”
I said, “I have to condemn, because I see that the whole day people are coming to show you their birth charts. You are reading their hands, the handlines; you are telling them who to marry, and who not to marry. And what about your own marriage?”
He said, “Speak quietly because she is just listening.” His wife used to beat him.
I said, “Where was your astrology when you married this woman? Your stars did not say anything about the fact that this woman was going to beat you.”
In this country every marriage is according to the astrologers, and every marriage is a failure. Strange world we are living in: you cannot find a single marriage which is a real meeting of the hearts. And if you find it, you will be surprised – it is not decided by the astrologers. Astrologers are, without fail, failing.
But man feels a great consolation that all the stars are interested in him. God is so interested in him that he is looking after him, that he made man in his own image. Just look at your face in the mirror…this is God’s face? Strange god. But because man has been writing all these fictions: “God made man in his own image” – but not the woman, no.
He made man from mud. The English word human comes from the word humus; humus means mud. The Arabic name Admi comes from Adam; “adam” means mud. And he could not make a woman from mud – as if mud was so precious. To make a woman from mud would have made them equal. So God had to make the woman by taking a rib from the man, and out of the rib he made the woman.