~~ GOD IS DEAD~~7..

Fear invented God.
The priest is as much a victim as you are.
But he is more cunning than you are.
Man’s fear of darkness, man’s fear of sickness, man’s fear of old age, man’s fear of death needed
somebody to protect him. He could not find any protection anywhere. When you can’t find any
protection anywhere you have to invent one, as a consolation.
We know perfectly well the truth about your paradise, but it is good as a consolation. We know it
is not there, we know it is a lie, but to console yourself that after death angels will be there waiting,
playing on their harps, ”Alleluia,” that receiving you at the pearly gates will be Saint Peter, and God
will be waiting for you... Ghalib is right. DIL KE BAHLANE... just as a consolation it is a good idea.
The priests know perfectly well, perhaps more than you, that there is no God. But the priest is in
the most cunning profession in the world – the worst and the most ugly profession, far worse than
prostitution. Prostitution is the product of the priest; it is number two. First comes the priest, then
comes the prostitute, and then come all kinds of pathologies in the world.
The priests saw that everybody was afraid and wanted some protection.
So the fear created God, as a security, as an insurance after you die. Otherwise, it seems that after
death all is darkness for eternity. What will happen? Where you will be? All your friends will be left
behind, your family will be left behind, nobody will come with you, you can carry no money beyond
death. Utterly a beggar, naked, just a skeleton, you will be moving into death. And then, for eternity...
It creates a great anxiety – what kind of life will there be after death?
So our fear, our dread, our death created God. The priest immediately saw a good excuse to
exploit people. He became the middle agent. You can’t see God, so there is every possibility that if
there was no priest to continuously persist that there is God – philosophizing, creating theologies,
scriptures, temples, statues, rituals, prayers, the whole drama... He stands between you and God,
and he says to you, ”I have a direct line to God. You don’t have a direct line. You tell me, you confess
to me your sins, and I will tell God to forgive you.”
You cannot see God, obviously. You feel it a great relief that somebody knows, somebody is there
who has a direct connection.
And you feel it is cheap. You commit a sin, and you are afraid you will have to suffer in hell, and the
priest is there; you just go and confess your sin and the priest says to you, ”Put five dollars into the
charity box and I will pray for you.”
And God is very compassionate; he always forgives. So your sin is forgiven for five dollars – those
five dollars are pocketed by the priest; they never reach anywhere else because there is no God to
whom he can give those five dollars.
And what will God do with five dollars? He is alone, there is no shopping mall, what will he do with
five dollars? And up to now he must have collected billions and trillions of dollars – all useless junk.
What will he do with those dollars, notes and bills? He does not come to the world to purchase
things. And I have never heard and never come across in any scripture that there are shopping
markets in paradise. Saints don’t need anything. In paradise you don’t need food, in paradise you
don’t need anything. Everything is fulfilled; you simply live an eternal life. You are no longer a body,
you are just a spirit. And spirits don’t need food, don’t need water, don’t need medicine. The spirit
never becomes sick, it never becomes old, it never dies. So what will God do with those five dollars?
But every Sunday the Catholic priest collects a good amount, and all other priests have their own ways..