Pope Pius
There are stupid people who need esoteric fabrications, esoteric theorizations. Esotericism exists in the world because of the stupid human mind. Otherwise, everything has always been open, in front of you; nothing is hidden from the very beginning. How can truth be hidden? Maybe it cannot be expressed, but that doesn't mean that it is hidden. It is just in front of your eyes. It is all over the place. It is everywhere, within and without. But it is good to understand that foolish theorizations can arise out of simple things. It may have been just a joke -- but there are people who will not even believe this. They will find some esoteric meaning in it. There are difficult people.
A hippie was walking down the street with a cigar-box under his arm when he met another hippie who asked, "Hey, man, what’s cookin'? Where you goin' with that cigar-box?" "I'm movin'," said the first hippie.A sixty-year-old and an eighty-year-old met. The sixty-year-old said, "I don't know: I just can't seem to satisfy my wife. I try, but -- nothing." The eighty-year-old answered, "I have no problem whatsoever. Every night I come home and get undressed in front of my wife and I say, 'Take a look. Are you satisfied?' She shrugs 'yes' and that's it!"
People can go on finding rationalizations -- now what type of satisfaction is this? All esoteric explanations are like this, they don't satisfy you -- because how can just verbal fabrications of ideas satisfy? Only truth can satisfy. And the truth is that it is just a joke. And there is no need to find any esoteric meaning in them. They are simple. But it is difficult to accept any simple thing.
Pope Pius XII of Rome is arriving at Heaven's door. St. Peter opens, asks for his name and shakes his head, "Never heard." 'So go to God-father, he will recognize me," the Pope demanded. Off St. Peter went. "Hey Boss, do you know a man called Pope Pius XII of Rome?" "Never heard of him," is God-father's answer. Peter, back at Heaven's door: "He doesn't know you." "So go and ask Jesus." St. Peter, already a little impatient, went off again: "Hey Junior, do you know a man called Pope Pius XII of Rome?" Junior: "Never heard, never seen him." Off St. Peter went to tell the desperate Pope the message." Do me a last favour," said the Pope, "ask the Holy Ghost." Peter sighed and back in Heaven he called the Holy Ghost: "Hello Smoky, do you know Pope Pius XII of Rome?" Smoky, murmuring: "Pope Pius, Pope Pius XII of Rome... send him to Hell! That's the guy who told that dirty story about Mary and me!"
