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"In Tibet they have tried for thousands of years to preserve the bodies in which some extraordinary things happened. They have preserved such bodies as an experimentation. Because such events do not happen again and again, and do not happen so easily. After thousands of years, once in a while such things happen. For instance, someone's third eye opened and along with it, it broke a hole in the bone where the third eye exists. Such an event takes place sometimes once in hundreds of thousands of years. The third eye opens in so many people but this hole does not happen to everybody. When this hole happens, the reason behind it is that in that case the third eye has opened with tremendous force. Such skulls or such a body is then preserved by them."
An Anthology of Osho’s Life
From His Own Books
Osho is a crazy simpleton from nepal who may or may not be of spiritual signifigance. His wildly inacurrate biography stretches from his distant past lives in whihc he meets the buddha, gains his trust and undying friendship and then one ups him. He is a spiritual leader to millions and very very rich.
After this section of total insanity totally discredits the author in the minds and presumed eyes of the reader we eventually learn that osho is the leader of a psychotic religous cult.  Much of the book is written in a pseudo interview style asking osho about such things as why he, as a radical cummunist priest, owns almost a hundred rolls royces and why he feels the need to brag about it.
I have seen magicians bringing from their bellies big round balls of solid steel. They would be so big it was difficult to take them out of their mouths--people were needed to pull them out of their mouths--and they were so heavy that when they were thrown on the earth they would make a dent.

The magician would go on bringing bigger and bigger balls.... It was a trick--but how were they managing it? And they would throw those big balls, almost the size of a football--they would throw them in the air and they would fall and create such a big dent in the earth. They would tell people, "You can try"--and people would try, but they were so heavy that it was difficult to pick them up. And they all have come--a dozen or more, all around--from the belly of the magician.

He would show, half naked, the upper part of his body naked--he would show that the ball was moving upwards. You could see that the ball was moving upwards, that it was stuck in his throat, and you could see and you could go and touch and feel that the ball was inside. Then, with great difficulty, he would bring it into his mouth and he would cry, tears coming, and ask people somehow to take it out, because he is not able. They would destroy all his teeth to help him--and the miracle was that as they were taking it out, the ball was becoming bigger. By the time it was completely out, it was so big that that man's belly could not contain even a single ball, to say nothing of one dozen balls.
One of the more unnerveing things is the odd abrevaiations that are sometimes found at the end of otherwise innoucous, though mad and indeciferable, paragraphs. These will be highlighted in red
When films were shown for the first time in small villages people started throwing money, as is the custom in villages. If there is a drama company or something, someone dancing, they throw money. They started throwing money at films in small villages. I have seen people in small villages throwing money--at the screen--a dancing girl dances, they start throwing money. When a dancing girl dances and her petticoat begins to rise up in the dance, they bend down and start looking from below. There is nothing there, just a play of light and shadow. But people, people just like other people. This is how their whole life is. death05
I would like people to laugh. What is the point of repeating an old story every year? Then everybody is asleep because they know the story, they know every word of it. It is absolutely pointless. But it is very difficult for the old traditionalists, the orthodox people to accept laughter. You cannot laugh in a church. sword04
OR listen to his wildly accurate predictions such as the fall of communism in the soviet union, the beginings of a technology for test tube babies, and a movement in america to allow euthanasia and suicide for the terminally ill. He insists he said this in the seventys but who's to know.
Gibberish Meditation: enllightenment via screaming nonsense
The book spans from 1931 to 1990 and spans many topics as wel lsa spanning the many countries and the span of the whole earth
OR how about this frezied dialougue of nazi sympathy?
Just last night he was standing almost the way the soldiers of Adolf Hitler used to stand: straight. And the day before he was wearing the Chinaman's cap with a small note: Excuse Me. You will have to think of the whole joke, then you will understand what "Excuse Me" means. He is trying his best. Just see what he does today...!

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As Osho leaves the Hall, he raises an arm to Niskriya, in a playful Hitler salute) shanti20

Last night, when you stood up to leave, you saluted with the gesture that we call in Germany the "Hitler" greeting. May I ask you what was your idea in doing this? What were you conveying through this gesture?

The people who have gathered here are not soldiers, are not in any way interested that there should be any violence, any destruction. They know, and I want you and your readers of Bunte to know, that I am not a serious man. So I was just making a joke. And I have chosen Niskriya because he looks...Should I tell him to stand up again?
It is better...when I go then I will give you another chance to take the photograph--not only of me, but of everybody else! Let the Bunte readers also enjoy!

Osho repeats Hitler-like salute, and encourages everyone to do so too. German magazine Bunte reporters are upset.

the obviously impartial interviewer then asks
Last night, I was amazed to see that the people from `Bunte' magazine were upset by your remarks in the discourse. For myself and other German sannyasins it was beautiful to see you make such gentle and hilarious fun of the whole Nazi trip. My laughter helped to dissolve the whole heavy past and guilt associated with Hitler's Germany.

But the `Bunte' reporter, Inge Byhan, could not see the joke. She was totally enraged and wanted to leave in the middle. She said that what you were doing was a terrible insult to humanity. She was screaming afterwards.

Osho, I feel so sad that this stupid woman behaved so insanely. I ask you for forgiveness on her part and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for liberating me.

This prompts Osho to speak at length upon how we should all make fun of hitler and how full of love the world is. He also reffers to the reporter as an old goat several times and speaks of the evil and lack of quality of her magazine and all magazines like it.
Osho died sometime in early 1990 but stopped being seen in public in may of the previous year. During this time he wrote long missives detailingthe mystical powers of various colored robes and founding many improbable schools including a "multiversity"
Apparently at some point in the early eighties martial law was almost declared in oregon in an attempt to destroy osho and his powerfull army of followers who, they feared, would soon conquer the untied states with their kindness and faithful devotion.
I was unaware of this untill now
The state police are here, the county police are here, the city police are here, the FBI people are here--nobody is hindering their work. Whatsoever they want to do, they are doing. They cannot find any tension anywhere. And still the governor wants to declare a state of emergency, and the attorney general has put the National Guard on alert.

My suggestion is, they should also have hydrogen bombs, missiles aimed at Rajneeshpuram. America misses not having a Hiroshima--this opportunity they should not lose.

It is simply idiotic what he is doing. I feel like calling him the Idiot General of Oregon, not attorney general of Oregon.
bond16

I have been talking to the world media for almost one-and-a-half months every night, just to create the atmosphere around the world of what the real situation is. And everybody is aware of it. The governor and the attorney general should know it, that it is going to be very tough. America will lose all the respect of the world, because they have no grounds to arrest me or to arrest one hundred sannyasins. We are cooperating--and you want to arrest people who are cooperating? And these are not the people who have done any harm. It seems they want to protect the criminals and destroy the community. They have got a good chance to, but they should not remain in any illusion. Up to now they have been fighting with politicians of their own kind. We are not politicians, and they don't know how to fight with mystics. bond18


It is a rumor in the air that You are being arrested today or tomorrow. What is Your comment?


Aha! That's really groovy. That's the only experience I have missed in my life. And knowing that this is my last life, I would certainly want to be arrested. Make sure that I am handcuffed, because whenever I do anything, I do it totally.
Or read of osho's stay in jail and how he was purposefully tortured by tv and ciggarettes
In every jail they had put all the heavy smokers in the same cell where they put me. So for twenty-four hours a day people were smoking--because they knew that I am allergic to smoke, dust, perfume, any kind of smell. They managed in every way to destroy my body. And I asked, "For what are these medicines?" Certainly those medicines would have made me sick....

In every jail I was put in a place where two television sets were on for twenty-four hours a day at full volume. Sleep was impossible. And the whole place was full of smoke; I could not breathe.
upan17

They will put me with twelve other cell mates around me. Perhaps particularly chosen because all were chain smokers. That was a rare combination that all twelve people with whom I am put are all chain smokers. From the morning to the middle of the night they are smoking. So my eyes was continuously with tears, because that smoke I cannot tolerate. My throat was choking, my breathing was difficult, and I was afraid that any moment it may trigger my asthma attacks....

In every jail they will put me between two television sets on both the sides of the cell, which will run full-speed loudly, six in the morning till twelve in the night. And then they must have managed that when the televisions will become silent, then the inmates will start talking, cell to cell. They didn't allow me to sleep for a single moment for twelve days

So my health they have put backwards, but I am recovering. last420
Whirling Meditation: enlightenment till you vomit
You ask: Are you pushing my pleasure button? When I sit in lecture I am all smiles and it takes me hours to wipe it off my face.  You fool! Why do you try to wipe it off? I make so much effort to create it and you take hours to wipe it off! Never do it again--so that it becomes something permanent, something essential with you, something natural, something that surrounds you.But when I push the button I really push the button, and now I am going to push harder! You will not be able to wipe it off even if you make effort for hours or for days! Enjoy it! And what does it matter if people think you are crazy? Why be worried about it? There is nothing wrong in being crazy. Here, at least, everything is crazy! Just the other day somebody asked, "Osho, there are so many clocks in the ashram. Why do they all show different times?" Just crazy--cuckoo clocks! And if they all show the same time, then what would be the need for so many clocks? Then one would be enough! inzen05 ,
Just the other day all the orange Italians and all the orange Polacks gathered together to decide who is really the greatest. Of course, there was no question of intellectual discussion...it had to be something existential! So they decided to go to the football ground by the side of the railway station and play football--whoever wins....

For two hours everything happened--except football. Karate chops were flying and yoga was done and boxing and wrestling and Dynamic Meditation and Kundalini Meditation. And they had forgotten completely that they needed a few referees as well; there were no referees at all.

After two hours even the football lying by the side started laughing! "What is happening?" Then a train passed by and hearing the whistle of the train the Italians thought the game was over, so they left the ground, thinking, "We are equal and the game is over."

But the Polacks were bent upon winning, and now, because the sun was going down, the game became even more fierce. And finally after one hour's effort the Polacks were able to score one goal--without the Italians, but that doesn't matter! dh1206
Osho tells an ethnic joke
What about the income tax cases which have been pending against you when you left this country?

There has been no case against me because I have never been part of any organization, I had never been on any posts. There has been no case against me. There cannot be. I don't earn anything. You cannot put income tax on me. I don't move out of my house. What case can be against me. If freedom of speech is a crime, then I am the greatest criminal in the world.
last410

There were stories at the time that You were forced out. Is that true?

That is nonsense. I can go back there. Nobody can force me out of anywhere....

Nobody forced me out of India. In India I was living with my commune, ten thousand sannyasins were living with me. It was my health that was getting worse and worse. last101

It has been said to me that You left Poona in the dead of night. Is this true?


Certainly true!

The implication being that You sneaked away, as opposed to announcing it....

That is wrong.

Can You explain for me how You left Poona?

I left in my Rolls Royce, and not in the dead of the night. I left Poona in the day, in the midday sun, with two Rolls Royces, three Mercedes Benz. With five cars I left in the middle of the day. I left Bombay at midnight, because the plane leaves at midnight. What could I do?
last113
Osho is NOT forced to flee india due to his cults flagrant tax violations
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