My playing ground

The world is a playing ground
and we are the children
we are the world
and we still think that not

There is really noone to guide us along
but still we look at each other
trying to figure out
who has a bigger role to play

We have parted ouselves
and are fighting to each other
for the toys and swings,
but we've forgotten; that
we do not belong here

So i say with all my heart
to play in this park
enjoy it full! coz
we are here to play our part,
n then we have to part away
-aditya

who am i ?

Who am I ?
Am I a body or am I the soul
Am I the One or am I just anyone
Am I on my way or am I being carried away
I don’t know why but …Who am I ?

Am I here to do things or am I here to observe
Am I here to walk or am I here to fly
Am I in peace or am I in constant struggle
I don’t know why but …Who am I ?

Am I to go right or am I to go left
Am I here to right the wrong or am I here to wrong the right
Am I in a state of consciousness or am I just as messed up..
I don’t know why but …Who am I ?

Am I the ego or am I just pretending to be selfless?
Am I here to be solace or am I here to be nothingness,
Am I having a past or Do I have a tomorrow
I don’t know why but …Who am I ?

Am I here to do everything or am I absolute nothing
Am I just my name or am I just acting myself;
Am I here to lead or am I here to follow
I don’t know why but …Who am I ?

Am I a grown up or am I a child
Am I here to learn or am I here to teach
Am I to create or am I just to repeat
I don’t know why but …Who am I ?

I am so confused and that is all that I am
I think only God can help derive
But then I don’t know if he exists or I
I really don’t know why but who am I?

Life is....

life is big
when you are small
the world is a play
with toys n all
with innocence you say
i love you all
you dont know
what they expect of you
for they have aims
only to put on you
slowly and swiftly
they change you tight
so that you continue their fight


life becomes struggle
when you are young
now that you also have a tongue
and the fire within
to change them all
all you want is "my way"
so you fight;
at every sight;then
you struggle to survive
like a soldier in a war
has no aim, for its just too far


life gets slow
when you get the blow
at forties flow
you have seen the world ; and
the never ending struggle
but you still treasure
"your experience" you say
and try to set an example
to those young to you
Of nothing, that you lived so


life is small
everybody done his all
at the old age
yet they repent
for no reason at all
for they have lived
Alas! not fully they say
lived joyously they believe
and ask in prayer
to give some time
to change, you swear


At heaven or hell
you understand the bell
that you never knew
why you were born
and what you did
but now you could only repent
and hope that earth will kill
what it calls "the society"
or whatever they will


so awake, awake now
before its late
to search the truth
or to know the meaning
Of life they say
Or wait again
to be born again
and try em all
this is your life
live it as ye will

IS THERE ANY PROOF FOR GOD?

IS THERE ANY PROOF FOR GOD?

OSHO : I AM. You are. Everybody is. God is nothing but the totality. The trees are, the rivers are, the mountains are. These are the proofs. The sun rises in the morning and the moon is in the night, and the stars. These are the proofs. The flowers and the butterflies and the grass, these are the proofs.

God is not a syllogism. God is not a conclusion. God is an experience of beauty, of truth, of good, of consciousness. Where are you looking for the proofs? Your very being is the only proof. The seeker is the sought. God resides in you as you. God is a tree in a tree and a dog in a dog and a man in a man. God is all these things. God is this whole.

But you want an intellectual conclusion; you will go on missing God. There is no proof – in that sense there is no proof. There has never been a proof in that sense. And the people who have been supplying proofs for God simply don't know what they are doing. The people who have tried to argue for God are the people who don't know God. Otherwise they wouldn't argue. It is better to sing if you know God, it is better to dance if you know God, it is better to laugh if you know God. It is better to weep, cry, if you know God, rather than to argue.

Philosophers have been arguing about God, for and against, both. And philosophers are the farthest from God. Because the more you become entangled inwards, the more you become obsessed with theories, systems of thought, the farther away you are from life itself. And God is life.

OSHO
THIS VERY BODY THE BUDDHA
CHAPTER # 10 : A SINGLE SHOUT

Blossom

Blossom, into a lotus

Blossom completely, anew

Blossom, for you are beautiful

For you were always meant to be

Blossom before the day light

Or under the moon’s night

Blossom like the flowers after the morning dew

Or like a wink of a child’s eyebrow

Blossom, as you like

Whenever you think it's right

But blossom before you die

To be born, so you never have to die

Blossom Like a new morning

To awake with you all who are to be.

-Aditya