The way is eightfold.
There
are four truths.
All
virtue lies in detachment.
The
master has an open eye.
This
is the only way,
The
only way to the opening of the eye.
Follow
it.
Outwit
desire.
Follow
it to the end of sorrow.
When
I pulled out sorrow's shaft
I
showed you the way.
It
is you who must make the effort.
The
masters only point the way.
But
if you meditate
And
follow the dharma
You
will free yourself from desire.
"Everything
arises and passes away."
When
you see this, you are above sorrow.
This
is the shining way.
"Existence
is sorrow."
Understand,
and go beyond sorrow.
This
is the way of brightness.
"Existence
is illusion."
Understand,
and go beyond.
This
is the way of clarity.
You
are strong, you are young.
It
is time to arise.
So
arise!
Lest
through irresolution and idleness
You
lose the way.
Master
your words.
Master
your thoughts.
Never
allow your body to do harm.
Follow
these three roads with purity
And
you will find yourself upon the one way,
The
way of wisdom.
Sit
in the world, sit in the dark.
Sit
in meditation, sit in light.
Choose
your seat.
Let
wisdom grow.
Cut
down the forest.
Not
the tree.
For
out of the forest comes danger.
Cut
down the forest.
Fell
desire.
And
set yourself free.
While
a man desires a woman,
His
mind is bound
As
closely as a calf to its mother.
As
you would pluck an autumn lily,
Pluck
the arrow of desire.
For
he who is awake
Has
shown you the way of peace.
Give
yourself to the journey.
"Here
shall I make my dwelling,
In
the summer and the winter,
And
in the rainy season."
So
the fool makes his plans,
Sparing
not a thought for his death.
Death
overtakes the man
Who,
giddy and distracted by the world,
Cares
only for his flocks and his children,
Death
fetches him away
As
a flood carries off a sleeping village.
His
family cannot save him,
Not
his father nor his sons.
Know
this.
Seek
wisdom, and purity.
Quickly
clear the way.
Osho Book
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