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“All your projections are yours… and they have to disappear. You have to be disillusioned. Only in that moment of disillusionment does reality explode,” states Osho.

Osho with Afghan hat

My parents deceived me with Father Christmas. Are you real, or will I be disillusioned again?

The question is from Anand Nitya. Why she has asked has to be understood.

Since she has been here in this ashram, she has not been able to become part of the family. She has been resisting in many ways. I tolerate these things for a time, but I cannot tolerate them forever; otherwise I will not be able to help you at all. A day is bound to come when I will start hammering. The day I start hammering, you start feeling negative, you start feeling against me. If I go according to you, then everything is beautiful, then Osho is beautiful. The moment I start going in some other direction when it is not easy for you to go with me, then negativity arises.

And I have to go against all of you! Because I love you. I have to go against all of you; otherwise I will not be of any help to you. If I simply go on consoling you and simply go on patting your heads and simply go on saying, “You are good, everything is good”…

I say that for a time. In the beginning I say that. If you are not yet a sannyasin, I will continue saying, “Very good!” The moment you are a sannyasin things change. Then I have to be more truthful to you, even if it hurts. It hurts, truth hurts, because you have become so untrue.

So the day I started hammering on Nitya, she must have started thinking, “Where have I come to? Is this man really a Bhagwan or not?”

Hence the question: My parents deceived me with Father Christmas. Are you real, or will I be disillusioned again?

First thing: Father Christmas is far more real than I. I am absolutely unreal, because I don’t exist as an ego. I am not solid at all. If you go through me, you can pass through me without coming across anybody. I am empty.

The second thing: Because of this emptiness, I can function as a screen for any sort of projection. You can project anything on me. There are people who think I am a saint, and there are people who think I am a rascal. There are people who think I am the greatest sinner there is, and there are people who think I am the greatest Master there is. And both are right and both are wrong, because I am neither. You project. There are some people who come and they say, “Osho, you have such beautiful eyes.” And just the other day I was reading an article by Rahul Singh in The Illustrated Weekly of India and he says, “This man has hypnotic and sinister eyes.” Good!

It is difficult for you not to project, that I know. But I have to help to destroy all your projections. Once your projections are destroyed, you will be freed.

Father Christmas is far more real. If you look into him, you will find a real person there. If you look into me, there is no person. In the East we call God the imperson. There is no personality. I am just a window; you can look through me. There is not even a glass; there is nothing. But you can project. So it is very easy for you to project because, whatsoever you project, there is nobody to deny it. There is nobody to say, “No, your projection is wrong.” You are playing the game alone.

You will know my reality only when you have stopped all projections, when you have become empty, when you have attained to meditative energy. The meditative energy is a nonprojective energy. It does not project anything; it simply looks at things as they are.

If a meditator comes across a flower, he will not even say it is a rose flower, because the word ‘rose’ becomes a projection. With the word ‘rose’ all the roses that you have known before come between you and this rose. With the word ‘rose’ all that you have heard about roses, all the poetry that you have read about roses – all that arises between you and the reality. A real meditator will simply look at the rose without even saying the word ‘rose’ inside his being; there will be no language. There will be no idea what it is. He will simply see that which is, the nameless. And that is the only way to see the real rose.

If you want to see me, my reality – I am not a person, but if you want to see my nothingness – you will have to come to me without any ideas. And that’s how, if you come closer and closer, more and more projections will fall.

Are you real, or will I be disillusioned again? You will be disillusioned, and this time disillusioned forever. That’s my hope.

If you cooperate with me, you will be disillusioned forever. Then you will never project again. And that’s all a Master can do: to help you not to project again.

I have heard:

Two Martians were walking along Piccadilly. One of them nudged the other and pointing to a traffic light said, “How would you like her for a girlfriend?”…

A traffic light! But you can think about Martians – they can project…

“Wow!” said his friend. “What a beauty! I think I will go over and chat her up.”

After about ten minutes he rejoined his companion, who asked, “Well, how did you get on?”

“Not bad,” replied the second Martian. “She did not actually say anything, but she keeps winking at me.”

A traffic light, but you can project.

All your projections are yours, Nitya, and they have to disappear. You have to be disillusioned. Only in that moment of disillusionment does reality explode.

Osho, The First Principle, Ch 2, Q 7

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