Osho,
What exactly, in simple words, are you trying to teach? What is your exact message to humanity at large? – Again in simple language that I can understand.
Walk without feet,
fly without wings and think without mind.

     “That’s my teaching. It cannot be made more exact than that. Life is so mysterious that you cannot reduce it to exact formulas. That is not possible. That will be unjust and unfair to life. A mystery has to remain a mystery.

     “If you reduce the mystery to a formula, you are being violent to reality. No explanation can explain away life. No fact can contain its truth.

     “You ask me, ‘What exactly, in simple words, are you trying to teach?’ Only some negative things can be said: that I am trying to destroy the mind; that I have come to destroy, not to fulfill – because unless the old mind is utterly destroyed, the new will not be born. It is out of destruction that creativity arises. It is out of death that life blooms.

     “My whole work here consists in destroying the mind and its hold upon you; in destroying the roots of the mind so that you can be free in each moment of your life, so that you can be without a past. To be with a past is to be in a prison. The bigger the past, the more you are burdened with it. The more you are burdened with the past, the more you become incapable of living in the present. Then the present is only a word – you don’t experience it. And truth is always in the present. The past is only memory, and the future, imagination. One is no longer; one has yet to be. Between the two is this small precious moment.

     “And you can be in contact with this precious moment only if there is no mind. The mind means past and future. Either the mind thinks of that which has gone, or of that which is to come; either of yesterdays or of tomorrows.

     “Jesus says to his disciples, ‘Look at the lilies in the field – how beautiful they are! Even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed as one of these. And they spin not, they weave not, they work not. They don’t think of the morrow.’ What is the beauty of the lilies in the field? They live in the present.

     “Except for man, existence knows no past, no future. Except for man, there is no misery. Except for man, there is no hell. By destroying your mind and your past, I am bringing you back home so Adam can again enter the Garden of Eden.

     “But don’t ask me to be exact – that I cannot do. I cannot do it because I respect life so much. And I cannot be untrue to life. How can I be exact about a roseflower? And how can I be exact about the innocent eyes of a child? And how can I be exact about the beautiful form of a woman? How can I be exact about the clouds in the sky, and the rivers and the mountains and the stars? Life is so elusive, so mysterious, and life is such a flux – everything continuously changing.

     “If you become too exact, you start losing contact with life. You have to be as inexact as life is. You have to be as volatile as life is. You have to be continuously on the move. Life is not a noun – it is a verb. You have to be as much of a verb as life is; it is a process.”