We were seated beside a mountain stream...
and just below us, was a pool in which fish swam about.
There was a sandbar nearby, full of shells and conches. I took some of these in my hand, and said to those with me: "Look! There are many unborn creatures in these shells. When they are strong enough to break out of these shells, they will be born...
"Are there not similar unborn creatures within us? Are we not covered with hard coatings, just like these shells? Aren't our egoistic selves just like these shells? And can't we too give birth to that unborn existence within us, by breaking out of the shell of the ego?"
~osho~
the long the short...
(1967?) - ch.5
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