Transcript [EN]: Who Are the REAL Criminals? | OSHO

The prisons are full of the wrong people. The real criminals sit in palaces and parliament houses writing laws for others to obey. The beggar is punished for stealing a coin. While those who steal nations are called leaders, you have been taught to hate the thief, but never to question the system that creates thieves. When you see this injustice clearly, your anger turns into awareness and awareness is the beginning of freedom. In this talk, I will show you that crime is not what you think. I will reveal how society has reversed reality, calling the conscious man dangerous and the unconscious man respectable. You will learn to see beyond the lies that keep you guilty, fearful, and obedient. You will understand that true rebellion begins not in violence, but in awareness. If you have ever felt trapped between guilt and desire, between what you are told to be and what you truly are, this talk will be your mirror. Through it you will see that freedom is not a dream. It is your natural state once the lies are exposed. Since childhood you have been told who the bad people are, the thief, the drunkard, the prostitute, the rebel. And you have bowed to the so-called good people, the priests, the teachers, the leaders. But tell me, have these good people made the world good? Has their virtue brought peace to your heart? You feel something is false. A quiet doubt that you are being deceived. That maybe those who look holy are the ones most afraid of the truth. I am here to bring light to that darkness. Not to accuse but to awaken. not to destroy morality but to reveal consciousness, the only true law that exists. And so in this time together, I will take you on a journey through the hidden layers of what we call crime. We will look at how societies have built prisons for the body and for the soul and how both can be escaped through awareness. We will see how guilt has been used to control you. how fear has been disguised as virtue and how rebellion can be the most sacred act of all. By the end, you will not only understand who the real criminals are, you will know how to live beyond all prisons, of morality, of politics, of religion, of the mind itself. There will be moments that may shock you, but each shock is a doorway to awakening. Let us begin. You've been taught since childhood that morality makes you good, that following rules makes you righteous, that obedience brings peace. But here is something most people completely miss. Morality has never created a single enlightened human being. It has created slaves, hypocrites, pretenders. The truly alive man, the awakened man has always stood outside the circle of morality. And because of that, society has called him dangerous. Morality is a beautiful word, but behind it hides the oldest trick in human history. The priests, the politicians, the so-called saints, they've all used this word to rule you without chains. They discovered long ago that if you can make a man feel guilty, you no longer need to imprison his body. He will become his own jailer. He'll carry the cage inside him, polishing it, decorating it, even worshiing it. That's how morality works. It teaches you to hate your natural self, your joy, your spontaneity, your love. And then it calls this hatred virtue. Think about it. The same society that worshiped saints also crucified Jesus. The same people who built temples for the Buddha once mocked him as a madman. When Socrates questioned the false wisdom of Athens, they gave him poison to drink. What was their crime? They lived with awareness. And awareness threatens every system built on sleep. Morality is not born out of love. It is born out of fear. The moral man doesn't follow truth. He follows commandments. He doesn't live with consciousness. He lives with calculation. He's always asking, "If I do this, will I be rewarded in heaven? If I do that, will I be punished in hell?" His goodness is just fear disguised as virtue. And fear can never flower into love. Fear can never give birth to compassion. A conscious man on the other hand doesn't ask what's right or wrong. He simply listens to his heart. And when you truly listen to your heart, you can't harm another being. You can't steal. You can't lie because you see yourself in everyone. Morality divides. Awareness unites. Morality judges. Awareness understands. Morality says, "Obey." Awareness says, "Wake up." Have you noticed how every moral society ends up producing the same ugliness it condemns? The more you repress, the more corruption grows underground. The more you condemn the body, the more people become obsessed with sex. The more you glorify poverty, the more greedy the mind becomes. Morality creates the very sins it pretends to fight. Because repression is the mother of all perversion. That's why I say the moral man is dangerous. He wears the face of purity but carries poison in his heart. When a child is born, he knows nothing of morality. He simply is pure, innocent, uncorrupted. Then slowly the parents, the teachers, the priests begin their work. This is good, that is bad. Don't do this. Be like that. They carve the child into a shape that suits their idea of order. By the time he becomes an adult, he's forgotten who he really is. He's become a shadow of someone else's expectations. And yet, he walks proudly thinking he is moral. That's why I call morality the ugliest crime because it kills the soul in the name of virtue. It replaces your living intelligence with dead commandments. It makes you afraid of life itself. Have you ever seen a truly moral man laugh a deep belly laugh full of life? You haven't. Because morality kills laughter. It turns you into a corpse that can walk and talk but can't dance. When you see this clearly, something radical happens. Your guilt begins to dissolve. You realize that there was never anything wrong with you. The wrong was in the eyes that judged you. You were born innocent and that innocence cannot be destroyed. You can forget it, but you can't lose it. Awareness is enough to bring it back. So the next time you feel guilty for being human, remember it's not your sin, it's society's programming. Awareness is your freedom from that programming. The moment you become aware, morality drops like a dead leaf. And in its place, a new kind of purity arises. not taught by anyone, not imposed by fear, but born out of your own being. And when that happens, you begin to see the world differently. You realize that the people called sinners are often the most alive and the people called saints are often the most dead. You understand that a real saint is one who has dropped all pretention and lives with totality not with rules but with rhythm. When you begin to see that morality itself is a mask a new question arises. If those who made the laws are not pure then what is true law? What is real order? And who then are the real criminals? Let us look deeper. Here's something that will sound almost unbelievable yet it is the simple truth. Society itself creates the very criminals. It then condemns. It's like a doctor infecting the patient just so he can sell the cure. The laws, the punishments, the moral codes, they don't exist to prevent crime. They exist to sustain it. Because a guilty population is easier to control than a free one. The real genius of the system lies in how it shifts blame. It teaches the poor man to think his hunger is his fault. The broken man to think his pain is his punishment. and the enslaved man to believe his chains are the price of peace. Once this lie settles deep in the heart, there's no need for guards. People start policing themselves. Look around and you'll see what I mean. The prisons are overflowing with the hungry, not with the powerful. The man who steals a piece of bread is called a criminal. While the man who steals an entire country is called a leader. The one who breaks into your home at night will be arrested by the one who breaks into your soul through fear every day. And yet you think justice exists. No. Justice is a mask that hides privilege. Crime as you've been taught to see it is just the shadow of an unjust world. When greed is rewarded and compassion punished, how can honesty survive? When the world worships success above all else, what chance does truth have? The poor man who steals has not failed society. Society has failed him. Poverty itself is a form of violence. To deprive a man of food, of education, of dignity. That's the slowest murder there is. The system commits it daily and calls it the economy. The rich hoard mountains of wealth they will never use. And yet the beggar is blamed for being lazy. Tell me, who is the real thief? the one who takes a loaf of bread to survive. Or the one who takes the earth itself and calls it property. You celebrate those who plunder the planet and call them industrialists and you curse the hungry child who takes what he needs. That's how upside down the world has become. And yet you still believe crime is the fault of individuals. You never see that every thief, every addict, every prostitute is carrying the burden of society's sickness. They are only the visible wounds of a body that is dying of its own injustice. When Buddha met the murderer Angulim Mala, he didn't call him evil. He saw the suffering that had driven him mad. He saw a man born into a world without love, beaten by priests, poisoned by belief, twisted by guilt. And what did Buddha do? He didn't punish him. He made him conscious. And in that light, the murderer disappeared. The man remained. Awareness heals what punishment never can. But not all theft is for bread. There's another kind of hunger far more dangerous, far more destructive, the hunger for power. And this hunger belongs not to the poor but to those already drowning in wealth. It is the hunger that drives kings, priests and presidents. The poor man steals coins. The powerful steal freedom. They steal the dignity of the soul. The politician rules your body. The priest rules your mind. And both call it service. Together they build invisible prisons, laws, and beliefs so sacred that you don't even see the walls. And because you think you're free, you never try to escape. The real criminals are not in your jails. They are in your temples and parliaments. They make you afraid of pleasure, afraid of truth, afraid of rebellion because fear is their weapon and guilt is their leash. They whisper into your ear that obedience is virtue and doubt is sin. But a mind that never doubts can never wake up. They tell you to worship words written centuries ago and ignore the living truth beating in your own heart. That is the greatest theft of all, stealing a man's ability to trust his own intelligence. And they've done it so successfully that you now guard your own chains and fear anyone who tries to unlock them. You see, the tyrant outside can only survive if there's a tyrant inside. The dictator in the palace needs the policeman in your mind, that inner voice that says, "You must not question. You must not disobey. That voice is not your conscience. It's your conditioning. Conscience is alive, fluid, spontaneous. Conditioning is mechanical, repetitive, dead. And as long as you listen to the dead voice of conditioning, you will continue to live in a graveyard. But once awareness enters that inner tyrant begins to die. You stop being ruled. You start being. Let me tell you this. Disobedience born of awareness is not sin. It's sacred. When you say no to a corrupt world out of clarity, not anger, you become a light in the darkness. The true revolution is not when you overthrow governments, but when you overthrow the dictator within. It is not when you destroy temples, but when you stop kneeling to lies. That's the only rebellion that changes everything. The rebellion of consciousness. And when you see this, when you see how society manufactures criminals to keep itself alive, you can no longer condemn the so-called sinner. You begin to see the pattern. You see the invisible hands writing the rules and calling it justice, building prisons and calling it peace, making slaves and calling it morality. You stop judging and compassion is born. Once you understand that society creates both the thief and the judge, the killer and the saint, then your vision clears. You stop asking how do we punish crime and you start asking how do we awaken love? Because a man who is conscious cannot harm. It's impossible. His very presence becomes a blessing. His very breath a healing. And when enough human beings live in that awareness, this whole machinery of sin and punishment will collapse. There will be no need for prisons, for governments, for priests because the only true law will be the law of understanding. So look carefully. The world you live in has turned everything upside down. The true saints are in prison and the real criminals are giving sermons. The thieves are punished for stealing bread, but those who have stolen your joy are praised as protectors of morality. That's the grand deception. Once you see it clearly, you step out of it. You no longer belong to their madness. You belong to consciousness itself. And now when you see how deep this conditioning runs, when you realize that the structure of crime is built into the very fabric of society, another question begins to rise within you. If forgetfulness of our being is the root of all this, if unconsciousness is the seed of every act of violence, then perhaps the greatest crime is not against others at all. Perhaps the real crime is against oneself. The crime of forgetting who you are. The greatest crime does not happen in the marketplace or the battlefield. It happens in the silent corners of your own being. The real crime is forgetfulness. Forgetting that you are consciousness. That beneath the noise of your thoughts and the burdens of your identity, there exists a pure living presence that has never harmed anyone. That cannot harm anyone because it knows no separation. When man forgets this, he falls asleep and in that sleep he begins to hurt others. He begins to hurt himself. Every war, every lie, every cruelty that has ever scarred this earth began in the same moment. The moment man forgot who he was. You see, the world is not suffering because man is evil. It suffers because man is unconscious. Forgetfulness is the root of all violence. The moment you forget your being, ego takes over and ego needs conflict to survive. It needs to prove to dominate to win. It can't exist in peace. Peace feels like death to the ego. So it creates comparison, competition, jealousy, war. And it does this beautifully. It wraps its madness in noble words. It calls hatred, patriotism. It calls greed, ambition. It calls revenge, justice. This is the cleverness of forgetfulness. It makes you believe your sickness is your strength. Remember the story of Adam's fall from paradise. It's not a story about sin. It's a story about sleep. The fruit of the tree of knowledge represents the birth of mind, the beginning of thought, and with it the loss of direct awareness. Man became divided thinker and thought, observer and observed, self and other. And from that division, paradise was lost. But the garden still exist. It was never destroyed. It was only forgotten. The moment you awaken, paradise returns. Not somewhere above the clouds, but right here in the freshness of this moment. Forgetfulness doesn't come all at once. It happens slowly through layers. First you forget silence, then you forget wonder, then you forget love. Eventually you forget that you ever forgot. You begin to live entirely in the world of noise, the mind's endless commentary, society's endless demands. And because everyone around you is also asleep, it starts to look normal. You learn to call your prison freedom and your madness sanity. Have you ever watched a child play? That total absorption, that laughter that comes from nowhere. That is what real awareness looks like. The child isn't moral. He isn't virtuous. He isn't wise. He simply present. But as he grows, we begin to educate him, to fill him with knowledge. And in doing so, we take away his knowing. We tell him who he should be, what he should want, what he should fear. And by the time he becomes an adult, he's forgotten the taste of presence. He has learned to function, to achieve, to compete. But he has forgotten how to live. When you forget yourself, even love becomes contaminated. You start loving as a need, as a trade, as a demand. You say, "I love you." But inside you're really saying, "I need you to complete me." But how can two empty people complete each other? They can only collide. They can only wound each other and call it intimacy. That's why relationships become prisons because they're built by unconscious minds. And yet when a conscious man loves his love has no condition, no purpose, no fear. It flows naturally the way a flower gives fragrance. He doesn't love because it's good to love. He loves because he can't help it. The more man forgets himself, the more laws he creates. The more unconscious he becomes, the more rules he needs to control his own chaos. Awareness doesn't need rules. It's its own law. Just as a lamp doesn't need to be told to shine, consciousness doesn't need to be told to be kind. Its very nature is compassion. That's why I say the only real justice is awareness. Punishment never transforms. Only light does. When you bring light into a dark room, the darkness doesn't argue. It disappears. Society keeps you distracted for this very reason. It fears your awakening. It keeps you busy with endless goals, desires, fears, politics, entertainment, anything that can keep you running in circles. Because the moment you stop, you begin to remember. And when you remember, you can no longer be controlled. You can no longer be used. That's why meditation is the most revolutionary act in existence. Sitting silently, doing nothing, you begin to undo centuries of conditioning. You begin to taste the fragrance of your own being. You ask me how can one live with awareness in such a corrupt world. I tell you that's the only way to live in it without becoming corrupt yourself. Awareness doesn't mean escaping the world. It means seeing it clearly, walking through it without letting its madness infect you. When you walk through a garden full of thorns with awareness, you don't get wounded. You move gracefully. Awareness turns even pain into insight. Even darkness into depth. Forgetfulness is like dust covering a mirror. The mirror doesn't stop reflecting. It's just hidden. The light is still there waiting. All you need is to clean the dust. Don't fight the darkness. Bring a candle. Don't fight your ego. Just become more aware of it. and slowly the fog clears. The real criminals are not those who break the law. They are those who have forgotten their consciousness. They move through life asleep and in their sleep they create pain. They create injustice. They create religions that divide, governments that kill, economies that exploit. But even they are not beyond redemption because deep down their light too is only covered not gone. So remember this every act of cruelty every lie every betrayal begins in the same place the moment a man forgets himself. And every act of kindness, every spark of genius, every glimpse of love begins the moment he remembers. Awareness is not a luxury, it's survival. The moment you forget your being, you begin to die. Not the physical death, but the slow death of meaning. The moment you remember, you are reborn. If forgetfulness is the root of crime, then remembrance awareness must be the true justice. And that awareness is not something you have to gain. It's something you have to uncover. It's already there just beneath the noise waiting. And once it awakens, everything changes. The thief disappears, but the man remains. The sinner dissolves but the soul shines. And now the question arises, if awareness alone can free us, if remembrance is the true law, then what does it mean to rebel? What does it mean to live in a world that still sleeps while you are awake? Let us explore that. Because the awakened man is not against the world. He simply lives in it with open eyes. The moment you awaken to your own consciousness, a strange thing begins to happen. You can no longer fit into the patterns that once felt normal. You begin to see that everything around you is based on sleep. That people are walking and talking and loving and fighting without ever truly being there. You feel like a man who has woken up in the middle of a dream that everyone else still believes is real. And in that moment, rebellion is born. Not the rebellion of anger or politics, but the rebellion of awareness. The true rebel does not fight society with hatred. He transcends it through understanding. He has nothing to destroy because he sees that destruction already rules the world of the unconscious. His revolution is not in the streets. It is in his soul. To change the world, first you must free yourself from it. But this sounds easier than it is because the world is not outside. The world is inside you. Its rules, its voices, its judgments have become your inner structure. Even when you sit in silence, the world is speaking through you. You may leave your country, your religion, your family, but you cannot escape the echoes of their conditioning. Not until you see them clearly. That is why I say meditation is the only true rebellion. It is the quiet fire that burns away the chains of habit and fear. It's not about escaping the marketplace, but finding stillness in the middle of it. People think rebellion means shouting slogans, burning systems, fighting authority. But that kind of rebellion only replaces one prison with another. The rebel I speak of is not interested in conquering. He is interested in understanding. He has no ideology, no political dream, no desire to convert anyone. He simply refuses to live in lies. And because he lives in truth, his very existence becomes a revolution. His silence disturbs the noise of the world. His laughter exposes the seriousness of the falls. His love makes fear tremble. You may ask, how can silence be rebellion? But silence is dangerous to the unconscious mind because it cannot be manipulated. A silent man can't be controlled. He doesn't react. He responds. He doesn't follow orders blindly. He listens to his inner law, the law of love. When you're silent, no one can push your buttons because the buttons have been removed. The world feeds on reaction. The moment you stop reacting, the whole machinery begins to collapse. That is why every society fears the man who meditates. The soldier who kills is rewarded. The monk who sits in stillness is called useless. Yet it is the monk who holds the real power, the power to see through illusion. Let me tell you a story. There was once a Zen monk accused of theft. The villagers dragged him to the magistrate shouting, "He stole from us. He's a fraud." The monk stood there smiling, holding the very object he was accused of stealing. When the judge asked him what he had to say, he bowed and said, "Yes, I took it because I thought you'd be happier if I did." The people were confused. They thought he was mocking them. But the judge, who was a little wiser, saw his meaning. The monk wasn't defending himself. He was free even in accusation. He had nothing to protect, nothing to hide, nothing to lose. That's what real rebellion looks like. Not defiance, but freedom. When you begin to live like this, society will misunderstand you. It always misunderstands the free soul. It called Jesus a blasphemer, Buddha a destroyer of tradition, Socrates a corruptor of youth. The world doesn't hate evil as much as it hates awakening because awakening exposes the hypocrisy of its saints. The rebel doesn't seek approval. He seeks truth. He lives by his own light. Even if it means walking alone. And yet the awakened man does not run away from the sleeping world. He moves among it like a lamp in the dark. His presence is his message. He doesn't preach, he radiates. He doesn't fight, he shines. The awakened man isn't against anyone. He's simply for consciousness. Wherever he goes, the very air begins to tremble with awareness. People may not understand him but they feel something a strange calm a sense of possibility a memory of something they had forgotten. That is the gift of the rebel. He reminds others that freedom is their birthight. But let us go deeper. When one man awakens, it is a miracle. When many awaken, it becomes a revolution, a silent one, invisible to those still trapped in noise, yet unstoppable. The outer world begins to reflect the inner change. Violence decreases not because of new laws, but because hearts are no longer at war with themselves. Greed fades not through socialism or capitalism but because the need to fill the inner emptiness disappears. A conscious being does not need power over others. His joy is in being himself. This is how real transformation happens. It doesn't start with a crowd. It starts with a single flame. When enough flames are lit, the darkness cannot survive. Buddha didn't fight kingdoms. He created awareness. Gandhi didn't conquer armies. He inspired conscience. Their revolutions were not made of weapons but of awakening. And that is the only revolution that lasts because it doesn't depend on victory. It depends on vision. So I say be a rebel but not the kind who fights authority, the kind who transcends it. Don't waste your energy on anger. Channel it into understanding. Don't hate the blind. Become more light. Don't argue with the false. Simply live so truly that the false fades on its own. This is the rebellion of the awakened heart. effortless, graceful and unafraid. And as you walk this path, you will begin to notice a strange peace within you. The noise of ambition fades. The need to prove yourself dissolves. You no longer want to change the world because you see the world is already changing through your very awareness. That's the paradox of the rebel. He changes everything by trying to change nothing. He simply becomes a mirror in which existence can see itself clearly again. And now a new question arises. If the rebel lives in this state of total awareness beyond fear and guilt, beyond obedience and defiance, then what happens to the very idea of crime and virtue? What happens to morality itself? Let us go deeper. For only beyond those ideas does true innocence begin to bloom. When awareness flowers fully, something extraordinary happens. Both crime and virtue disappear. What remains is innocence. A state so pure that it cannot be compared to goodness or badness, right or wrong. It is beyond them like the sky beyond clouds. You see morality and immorality are two sides of the same coin. Both created by the same unconscious mind. The moment you say this is good, you have already created the shadow of bad. The moment you define virtue, vice is born. That is the duality in which humanity has suffered for centuries. Chasing goodness and falling into guilt, trying to avoid sin and becoming sinners in the effort. But when consciousness dawn, the entire game collapses. You no longer live by the rules of opposites. You live by the law of being. which is not a law written in books but the living intelligence of existence itself. A man who is truly aware cannot harm not because he fears punishment but because he sees no separation between himself and others. How can you steal from yourself? How can you lie to your own heart? The flower doesn't give fragrance because it should. It gives because it cannot help it. The sun doesn't shine because someone told it to. It shines because that's its nature. Awareness brings you to that same simplicity. Then compassion is not an effort. Love is not a duty and forgiveness is not a discipline. They are as natural as breathing. The moral man acts good. The conscious man simply is good. Virtue without awareness is dead. It's like painting light on the walls of a dark room. It may look bright for a moment, but the darkness remains untouched. A so-called virtuous man goes on polishing his image while his heart remains heavy with hypocrisy. He follows commandments. He prays. He performs rituals. But his goodness is a mask worn to hide fear. He's terrified of hell, desperate for heaven. And in that desperation, he never lives at all. The moral man obeys because he's afraid to be himself. The conscious man is himself because he's no longer afraid. Have you noticed how those who preach virtue are often the most miserable? Their smiles are tight, their eyes dull, their laughter hollow. They've been suppressing their nature for so long that joy has become sin and silence has become guilt. They call it discipline, but it's really disease. Awareness heals that disease by dissolving the division inside you. Suddenly, you don't need to pretend. You don't need to be moral. You just need to be awake. And when you are awake, morality blooms by itself. Not imposed, not borrowed, but authentic. Let me tell you a story. A man once struck Mahavira with a stick full of rage. Blood flowed from the enlightened one's body, but his face remained calm, eyes radiant with peace. Seeing this, the man trembled. He fell at Mahavira's feet, crying, "Forgive me! I have committed a terrible crime." Mahavira smiled and said, "You have not harmed me. You have only hurt your own soul. I forgive you not because you deserve it but because I cannot do otherwise. That's awareness. Forgiveness isn't a moral choice. It's the natural fragrance of an awakened heart. This is what I mean when I say that awareness goes beyond virtue. It doesn't make you good. It makes you real. And when you are real, goodness follows like a shadow. Virtue is no longer something you practice. It becomes the scent of your being. Crime too disappears because crime needs unconsciousness to survive. A man in deep awareness cannot lie because lying would mean going against his own light. He cannot be violent because violence would mean hurting his own body, his own breath, his own existence. The religions of the world have wasted centuries trying to make man moral through commandments and fear. And look at the result. The world is still violent, greedy, angry. When will humanity learn that fear can never create love? You can frighten a man into obedience, but you cannot frighten him into compassion. You can make him kneel, but you can't make him pray. Awareness is the only revolution that transforms fear into love, obedience into understanding. When awareness is complete, there is nothing left to condemn or to praise. You no longer look at life as a moral battlefield of saints and sinners. You simply see and in seeing all judgment dissolves. The tree, the river, the murderer, the saint all are expressions of the same existence moving in different stages of remembering itself. How can you condemn one and worship the other? Awareness brings such total acceptance that even what you once called evil becomes part of a vast cosmic harmony. This doesn't mean the awakened man approves of harm. It means he understands it and through that understanding transforms it. His very vision becomes medicine. And when you live like this beyond crime and virtue, you discover something greater. Freedom from fear itself. The moral man is always afraid, afraid of falling, afraid of sin, afraid of losing control. The criminal is afraid, too afraid of punishment, afraid of exposure. But the conscious man knows no fear because he has nothing to lose and nothing to protect. His heaven is here. His hell has been dissolved by light. He lives each moment in trust, not in tension. When the mind is silent and the heart is free, innocence returns. Not the innocence of ignorance, but the innocence of wisdom. The second childhood that comes after the journey through experience. Then every breath is a prayer. Every act is a meditation. to eat, to walk, to smile, to sleep, all become sacred because you are present. You've gone beyond rules, beyond scriptures, beyond saints and sinners. You've come home to yourself. And once this happens, there's nothing more to achieve. You live not to become something, but to celebrate what already is. You love not because it's commanded but because existence overflows through you. You act not out of morality but out of joy. This is the highest state beyond right and wrong beyond virtue and crime beyond the prison of duality. And once you've tasted this freedom you can never go back. So I tell you, forget morality and remember awareness. Forget commandments and listen to your consciousness. Forget the false division between saint and sinner. And remember the unity of all life because in the end there are no criminals, no saints, no sinners, only consciousness playing in different masks. And when you can see this, when you can laugh with the game instead of judging it, when you can love without fear and live without guilt, then you've truly gone beyond crime and virtue. The world you see is upside down. Those who are asleep rule over those who are awake. The unconscious are celebrated as leaders. The conscious are crucified as threats. The man who lives in truth walks alone because truth has never been welcomed by the crowd. And yet even as they kill the Buddhas and silence the prophets, humanity keeps searching for them again. Because deep down everyone knows that without awakening, life is just a long slow sleepwalk toward death. The world keeps repeating its mistakes, wars, greed, slavery because it keeps forgetting its own lessons. Awareness is the only revolution that breaks this circle. The outer revolutions change governments, borders, ideologies, but they never change man. The inner revolution changes man himself and through him the world is transformed. Remember I am not asking you to fight the world. The world is not your enemy. Your forgetfulness is. Don't waste your energy condemning the corrupt, the powerful, the priests. They too are asleep. Victims of the same dream. Bring light into yourself and their darkness will begin to fade. The man who is aware doesn't need to fight evil. His presence alone dissolves it. Darkness has no existence of its own. It is only the absence of light. In the same way, sin has no existence of its own. It is only the absence of awareness. When light comes, darkness disappears. When awareness dawns, sin is no more. When you look deeply, you see that what you've been calling evil is simply unconsciousness. And what you've been calling good is merely consciousness in action. There's no cosmic battle between them. There's only the movement of awakening. Every man is walking from darkness to light, whether he knows it or not. The murderer is on the same path as the saint, only a few steps behind. That's why the awakened one feels compassion even for those who harm him. He knows they cannot do otherwise. The sinner is not wicked. He is simply blind. Once you see this, hatred dies, judgment dies and love becomes unconditional. The real criminals then are not people. They are forces. Greed, ignorance, power, fear. These forces move through individuals, through societies, through nations, making puppets dance to their tune. But awareness cuts the strings. It turns the puppet back into a human being. And that's all that's needed. Few human beings who have remembered what it means to be alive, who no longer move like machines, who breathe and see and love consciously. Their very existence becomes a healing for the earth. The world has worshiped saints but it has never understood the simple truth that holiness is not found in imitation but in authenticity. Be yourself totally. That's holiness. You don't have to become someone else. You just have to stop pretending. When you are real, you are divine. When you are conscious, you are innocent. When you are innocent, you are free. And that freedom is your birthright. I tell you, don't be afraid of the light within you. It will burn your illusions. Yes, but it will also free your soul. It will strip away your masks. Yes, but it will reveal your real face. The face that was there before the world taught you who to be. Awareness is fire, but it is a sacred fire. It doesn't destroy, it purifies. It burns away all that is false and leaves only truth shining and silent. So remember this, when you are aware, you cannot be deceived. And when you cannot be deceived, no one can rule you. That is the beginning of real freedom. Not political freedom, but freedom of the spirit. The man who is aware lives in the world but the world cannot touch him. He walks through it as light through shadow. He may wear the same body, the same name, but inside he belongs to another realm, the realm of truth. The world will try to pull you back. It will tempt you with comfort, with approval, with belonging. It will say, "Don't be different." It will offer you safety at the cost of your soul. But remember, safety is the slow death of the spirit. Choose freedom instead. It's not comfortable. It's not easy, but it's real. And reality is the only thing worth dying for. Because once you find it, you stop dying altogether. When you awaken, you stop blaming and start seeing. You stop judging and start understanding. You stop running and start being. And in that being, life becomes prayer. Every breath becomes sacred. Every act becomes meditation. You no longer see God. You see that you are the witness in whom the whole universe arises and dissolves. The search ends because the seeker has disappeared. Only awareness remains infinite, still radiant. So I say to you, awaken now. Not tomorrow. Not after you've fixed your life, not after you've gathered enough courage. now because now is all there ever is. This moment is the doorway and awareness is the key. Step through it, be still and see what happens. You'll find that the whole world changes without you lifting a finger.