The Flowering Of Love Is Meditation.

Conflict Is Not In The Feeling Of Being In Love. The Feeling Of Being In Love Is Utterly Without Conflict. There Is No Loss Of Energy In Being In Love.

A Man Who Is Seeking To Understand Violence Does Not Belong To Any Country, To Any Religion, To Any Political Party Or Partial System; He Is Concerned With The Total Understanding Of Mankind.

And The Fear Of Not Being Is Born In That Space. But In Meditation, When This Is Understood, The Mind Can Enter Into A Dimension Of Space Where Action Is Inaction. We Do Not Know What Love Is, For In The Space Made By Thought Around Itself As The Me, Love Is The Conflict Of The Me And The Not-me. This Conflict, This Torture, Is Not Love. Thought Is The Very Denial Of Love, And It Cannot Enter Into That Space Where The Me Is Not. In That Space Is The Benediction Which Man Seeks And Cannot Find. He Seeks It Within The Frontiers Of Thought, And Thought Destroys The Ecstasy Of This Benediction.

A Dialogue Is Very Important. It Is A Form Of Communication In Which Question And Answer Continue Till A Question Is Left Without An Answer. Thus The Question Is Suspended Between The Two Persons Involved In This Answer And Question. It Is Like A Bud With Untouched Blossoms . . . If The Question Is Left Totally Untouched By Thought, It Then Has Its Own Answer Because The Questioner And Answerer, As Persons, Have Disappeared. This Is A Form Of Dialogue In Which Investigation Reaches A Certain Point Of Intensity And Depth, Which Then Has A Quality That Thought Can Never Reach.

There Is Hope In People, Not In Society, Not In Systems, But In You And Me.