The
problem with all mediocre people is They cannot tolerate anybody who is better
than them because that destroys their illusion of being extraordinary. But
nobody can take your ordinariness.
It
is something which is not a projection, but a reality.
The
rosebush is ordinary, the pine is ordinary, the deer is ordinary. Why should
any man try to be extraordinary?
Only
man seems to be sick. The whole existence lives in absolute ordinariness and is
so joyful, such a blessing; but man is sick. His sickness is that he cannot
accept himself as he is. He wants to be
somebody
great: Alexander the Great. Less than that won’t do.
But
he forgets what Alexander gained. He lived only thirty-three years, spent his
whole life fighting, invading, killing. He had no chance to live, no time to
live.
He
had met a great philosopher, sage, wise man, Diogenes, before he was going to
invade India.
He
asked Diogenes if he had any message for him.
Diogenes
said, ”Only one: rather than wasting time, live it. You are not living yourself,
and you are not allowing others to live. You are committing immense crimes
against life – for what? Just to be
called
Alexander the Great?
”Everybody
thinks like that. Just inside, you can call yourself Alexander the Great;
nobody is preventing you. If you want, you can even put a signboard on your
chest: ’Alexander the Great’– but live! You will look like a buffoon, but that
is far better than to be a buffoon; at least you will have time to live, love,
sing, dance.”
Alexander
understood the message. He said, ”I can see the point. When I come back, I will
try to follow it.”
Diogenes
said, ”Remember, nobody comes back from such an ego trip, because this ego trip
never ends, it goes on and on. You will end, not your ego trip.”
And
that’s what happened: he never came back home. On the way, he died. And when he
was dying, he remembered Diogenes’ statement that nobody comes back. Ego drives
you, and there is no end for the ego. It creates more goals, new goals, higher
goals.
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