A Zen Poet:
One call invites
One hundred comrades
One smile beckons
Ten thousand admirers.
When the mind is gone you are just like a small child. Laughter will arise without any effort on your part. I am a break from the whole past and in the future I want my people to be laughing buddhas. Serious ones we have seen enough of, they have not been able to transform humanity. Let us try another direction-of nonseriousness.
One call invites one hundred comrades… One buddha – just his presence – magnetically pulls a thousand buddhas, ten thousand buddhas. It is a question of how great your enlightenment is, how great your compassion and love, and how nonseriously you have taken it. Nobody likes a serious person.
Have you ever thought about it, that all saints are serious? It is perfectly good to go and touch their feet… and be finished. Nobody wants their company. These people will be going to heaven – remember it. If you want the right kind of people go to the other place, where you will find poets and painters and dancers and musicians.
I am going particularly to the other place. So remember, whoever iw with me will have a great journey and a meeting with great people. No saint haw been of any value – no creativity, no poetry, no painting. All these people who were creators, who have made this world a little beautiful, a little more livable, are gathered in the other place.
Friedrich Nietzsche said god is dead, but he did not say why. He has to be dead, surrounded by all these idiots. Laughter is absolutely unknown in paradise? poor god could not survive. So I warn you, beware! If by chance you reach to the gates of heaven – refuse. Don’t enter in. Ask for the way to the other place. I will be waiting there for you. Ask for me and that will do.