One night a great storm was raging; the wind was lashing waves up against the rocks and a boat foundered near the lighthouse. There was only one survivor, a Rajneesh sannyasin. The sannyasin, after swimming and sinking and swimming and sinking and being thrown against the rocks, finally reached the lighthouse. He crawled his way onto the shore and, exhausted, he made it to the door of the lighthouse and knocked on the door.
The lighthouse-keeper opened his small window and called out, “What do you want?”
“Nothing!” gasped the bruised sannyasin. “I was just passing by and I saw your lights on!”