Man is so miserable, that he wants to forget his misery in any kind of entertainment, howsoever stupid it may look to those who have a little intelligence.
All our games are childish, but millions of people are so interested in them, as if they are going to give them a new life, a transformed being, as if they are going to take away their misery, their dark night of the soul.
If it is announced that a tightrope walker is appearing, thousands of people will assemble, just to see somebody walking on a tightrope – as if these people don’t have anything significant to do in their lives; as if they don’t know what to do with the time that existence has given them.
Osho, Zarathustra: A God That Can Dance, Ch 3
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