"Once a man asked a psychiatrist, “In simple everyday terms, without any of that scientific jargon, what is the difference between a psychotic and a neurotic?”
“Well”, said the psychiatrist after thinking a moment, “You could put it this way: A psychotic thinks that 2 + 2 = 5. The neurotic knows perfectly well that 2 + 2 = 4, but it worries the hell out of him.”
Of the types of people in the world, the psychotic thinks he has arrived.
He thinks he has got the conclusions. He is the dogmatic person. He says only my religion is the true religion. He only says that my god is the true god. He is absolutely certain. He is very dangerous. His certainty is not because of his experience. His certainty is because deep down he is very much uncertain, in deep conflict, turmoil.
How to avoid it?
He clings to a conclusion. He will not listen to anything that goes against his ideology. He may be a communist or a Catholic or a Hindu or a Jaina, it makes no difference.
But the psychotic person has already arrived. He has conclusions. He is no more growing. He is no more learning. He’s no more listening. He lives out of his conclusions. He, of course, misses the life because life is a process. There is no conclusion to it.
Life is always in the middle. There is no beginning and no end to it. And life is tremendously vast. All dogmas can have a certain truth about them, but no dogma is the truth—cannot be. Life is so big that no dogma can comprehend it in its totality. So, a really intelligent person is hesitant. He is never dogmatic. He’s ready to learn, ready to listen…." [Osho: The Ancient Music in the Pines; Discourse #9.]
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Your condemnation of others is not needed here or in any other health forum. What you have is a sickness. It is a sickness that you carry within you, and you are trying to spread it around so others have it, too. What you have cannot be shared. It is only something that can be pushed onto others... that is how it is spread... to impose on others. Because you cannot tolerate being alone with it yourself.
For if you have really found yourself, there would be compassion in the words you use. But there is none, instead your words carry an ugliness to them. You are the type that points the finger at others saying "I am better than you!" because "I am holier than thou!"
And the truth is You are more lost than anybody. Nothing but a hypocrite and a moralist. You are the type that make this world uglier than anybody!
May you find your original face some day. But you have not found it yet. It would shine through your words, it would attract others to you. But it is not there, it is obvious. You are not waiting for others to come to you. You are being aggressive. You are being warlike in your manner.
Peace, may you find it.