A Monk and His Ferrari
Indulgence seldom seems a disease,
Cravings and fear to lose always is.
A monk need notso rid
Save cleavings, good old greed,
Enjoy all blessings as heaven’s bliss.
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Once Osho was asked about his fleet of Rolls Royce sedans he possessed. Why would a spiritual being like him need such material luxuries? He posed: if you have an expensive car such as this and someone carelessly damaged it. How would you feel? The response was: One would feel upset and agitated.
Osho: Therein dwells the difference. Even if I were to wake up tomorrow to find that the entire fleet is missing, it would not matter one bit to me. Indulgence is no disease, attachment is.
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Reflections | 07.07.15 |
Copyright © Aniruddha Pathak | Year Posted 2019
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