The crisis is there. The crisis is not in the world, it is not the nuclear war, it is not the terrible divisions and the brutality that isgoing on. The crisis is in our consciousness, the crisis is what we are, what we have become.

There is the sorrow of disease, there is the sorrow that man feels in complete isolation. There is the sorrow of poverty when you see all these poor, ignorant, dirty, hopeless people. There is sorrow when you see all the animals of the world being killed, destroyed, butchered in laboratories.

So, what will make you change? A crisis? A knock on the head? Sorrow? Tears? All that has happened - crisis after crisis. You have shed tears endlessly, and nothing seems to change you because you are relying on somebody else to do the job... Nobody says, "I am going to find out.

You raised a question: what is sacred Without finding that, without coming upon it - not you finding it - without thatcoming into being, you cannot have a new culture, you cannot have a new human quality.

Though the fox kills the chicken, and the bigger animals live on the little animals, what appears to be cruelty is a design of order in this universe, except for man. When man doesn't interfere, there is great beauty of balance and harmony.