Osho

Απαναίτσα μου τζιαι έπιαμε η βουδιστική μου φάση τζιαι ποιός με κρατά νάου. Ώιμε...βαστάτε με τζιαι θα πάρω μιαν ανήφορια θα πάρω μονοπάτια που οδηγούν στα σκαλοπάτια πόξω που το γραφείο μου.

Ο μίστερ γκουρού που σας έλεα στο πρίβιους ποστ τα φταίει ούλα. Θκεβάστε πιο κάτω να δείτε.

The Real Robbers

There is nothing to fear, because we don't have
anything to lose. All that can robber from you is not
worthwhile, so why fear, why suspect, why doubt?

These are the real robbers: doubt, suspicion, fear.
They destroy your very possibility of celebration. So
while on earth, celebrate the earth. While this
moment lasts, enjoy it to the very core.

An Echoing Place

Love should not be demanding; otherwise it loses
wings, it cannot fly. It becomes rooted in the earth
becomes very earthly; then it is lust and it brings
great misery and great suffering. Love should not be
conditional, one should not expect anything out of it.

And just because there is no desire for any result,
it does not mean that results do not happen; they do,
they happen a thousandfold, because whatever we give
to the world comes back, it rebounds. The world is an
echoing place. If we throw anger, anger comes back;
if we give love, love comes back. But that is a
natural phenomenon; one need not think about it. One
can trust: It happends on its own. This is the law of
Karma: Whatever you sow, you reap; whatever you give,
you receive. So there is no need to think about it,
it is automatic. Hate, and you will be hated. Love,
and you will be loved.

I mean...έννι να μεν θέλεις να κάμεις meditate νάου ορ γουάτ; Πολλά σωστά τα λαλεί ο ίντιαν γκουρού! Με έννα έχω υποψίες φρομ νάου ον, με έννα ζηλέφκω, με έννα φοούμαι. Εν έσhιει πόιντ αφού! Εν χέλω να πέφτω θύμα πλέον το γίηνων φόβων μου, σόου σκρού μάι φίαρς τζιαι κανεί...μα εν τζιαι να σπάσει το πλάσμα σιόρ.

Έχω τζιαι το τουρνουά να προετοιμαστώ.

Σκρου γιού φιάρς...αί αμ γκόινγκ ττου πλέι γιού-γκι-όοο,ωωω!