The pimples in the mirror

You can see your pimples in the mirror.

You do not like how your face looks.

You start to wipe clean the mirror, to make the pimples in your reflection disappear.

They have to disappear.

Why won't they disappear?

You receive that which you offer, with no exception.

You can see yourself when you receive.

And when it hurts... surprise!

Who are you blaming?

You cannot pretend any more.

You are the cause.

It's you who did this, it's your mind that conceived it.

Did you think it will not happen?

There is so much power inside of you!

How are you using it?

The world is something happening TO you. Are you that sure?

You feel your soul emptied.

It burns, it asks, it needs.

It's yelling at you, driving you insane.

You want to run, to stop hearing it, to stop feeling.

You want it all to be over.

You are not responsible!

It is not your fault!

You want to believe that you did not know.

You are desperately trying to believe that the world is happening to you, that you are not causing anything.

But it's too late.

To cover that fire within, you can try and take as much as you want from this world.

But when will you realize?

You are here to give, not to get.

Thoughts on love and marriage

Here is a snippet of what OSHO had said about love and marriage:

In a better, more intelligent world, people will love, but will not make any contracts.

It is not a business!

They will understand each other, and they will understand the changing flux of life.

They will be true to each other.

The moment the man feels that now his beloved holds no joy for him, he will say that the time has come to part.

There is no need for marriage, there is no need for divorce.

Then friendship will be possible.

You ask me why friendship is not possible between men and women....

Friendship is not possible between the jailer and the imprisoned.

And men and women either become husbands and wives -- which is something absolutely ugly; they start owning each other....

People are not things, you cannot have ownership

And if you give full freedom to each other, perhaps you can remain together for your whole life, or for the whole eternity, because there is no need to get rid of each other.

Marriage creates the need to get rid of each other, because it means freedom is taken away -- and freedom is the highest value in human life.

"It is freedom between us, not a marriage license. Out of freedom we meet, with no promises for the future -- because who knows the future?"

Love is of the heart; marriage is of the mind.

Marriage should be transcended; only then real marriage happens.

Marriage should be forgotten completely.

In fact the other person you have been in love with should always remain a stranger and never should be taken for granted.

When two persons live as strangers, there is a beauty to it, a very simple, innocent beauty to it.

And when you live with somebody as a stranger....

Remember the sacredness and holiness of the other.

Never impinge on it; never trespass it.

A lover is always hesitant.

He always gives you space to be yourself.

He is grateful; he never feels that you are his possession.

He is thankful that sometimes in rare moments you allow him your innermost shrine to enter and to be with you.

He is always thankful.

Not enough time

I found this angelic voice singing the right song to my ears.

I was caught in a trance just listening and now I share this with you

Plus, the video has a pretty picture.

Cosmic Gate & Emma Hewitt - Not enough time

With their wicked words they'll try to hold you down
No this is not our fate; the lives in which they are bound
And there is something more we know it has to be found
I know the world won't wait, the tide is turning around...

And there’s not enough time…

With all their wicked words they’ll never hold you down
No this is not our fate; the tide is turning around

No there’s not enough time…

In the fallout of the wasted, in the halflight
I stand before you in the last dance of an old life…
Now the cool wind’s blowing and we can’t stay, but it’s alright…
When the night is gone I will still be here…

No there’s not enough time…