“The past is an interpretation. The future is an illusion…”

Darvish

Salaam and Greetings of Peace:

“The past is an interpretation. The future is an illusion. The world does not move through time as if it were a straight line, proceeding from the past to the future. Instead time moves through and within us, in endless spirals. Eternity does not mean infinite time, but simply timelessness. If you want to experience eternal illumination, put the past and the future out of your mind and remain within the present moment.”

– Shams Tabrizi

Ya Haqq!

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The Passion of Mansur al-Hallaj

Darvish

Salaam and Greetings of Peace:

Hallaj’s son made report of his father and spoke freely of his father’s execution. God had revealed an attribute of himself to Hallaj, but Hallaj made it a boast. The Woolcarder had loosened the bonds of attachment to all things but himself. For this reason, God tested Hallaj with ridicule and torture and certainty of death. Even the friends of Hallaj and his disciples turned their backs on him. Did their betrayal torment him more even than the instruments his enemies used to mutilate him?

In a vision, the Woolcarder shone like the sun before me. He said, “You wonder at me. Why?”

I said, “Did you deserve the punishment you received? Were you angry that the order came from those who were once your friends?”

He said. “My execution was well deserved. I was not angry with my friends; not with Junayd who affirmed…

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Poem by Mansur Al-Hallaj

Darvish

“Before” does not outstrip Him,
“after” does not interrupt Him
“of” does not vie with Him for precedence
“from” does not accord with Him
“to” does not join with Him
“in” does not inhabit Him
“when” does not stop Him
“if” does not consult with Him
“over” does not overshadow Him
“under” does not support Him
“opposite” does not face Him
“with” does not press Him
“behind” does not limit Him
“previous” does not display Him
“after” does not cause Him to pass away
“all” does not unite Him
“is” does not bring Him into being
“is not” does not deprive Him from Being.
Concealment does not veil Him
His pre-existence preceded time,
His being preceded non-being,
His eternity preceded limit.
If thou sayest ‘when’,
His existing has outstripped time;
If thou sayest ‘before’, before is after Him;
If thou sayest ‘He’, ‘h’ and ‘e’ are His creation;
If thou…

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Would You Permit Me?

“Would you permit me to teach my children that God is greater, more
just, and more merciful than all the (religious) scholars on earth combined? And
that His standards are different from the standards of those trading the
religion, and that His accountability is kinder and more merciful?

Would you permit me?”

* Nizar Qabbani is a Syrian poet whose poems have made a lot of controversies in Middle East

Saudi Alchemist

by Nizar Qabbani*

In a country where thinkers are assassinated, and writers are considered
infidels and books are burnt,
in societies that refuse the other, and
force silence on mouths and thoughts forbidden,
and to question is a sin,
I must beg your pardon, would you permit me?

Would you permit me to bring up my children as I want, and not to
dictate on me your whims and orders?

Would you permit me to teach my children that the religion is first to
God, and not for religious leaders or scholars or people?

Would you permit me to teach my little one that religion is about good
manners, good behaviour, good conduct, honesty and truthfulness,
before I teach her with which foot to enter the bathroom or with which hand she
should eat?

Would you permit me to teach my daughter that God is about love, and
she can…

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Would you permit me – by Nizar Kabbani [1 of 2]

Powerful

Wonders of Pakistan


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YE SARAY DEEN KE TAJIR,

PIYALAY HAEN JO KHALI HAEN

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by Nayyar Hashmey

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On June 4, 2012, I inserted a poem by Nizar Qabbani, the great Syrian poet and diplomat. The poem was titled ‘A Lesson in Drawing’. Believe me, dear readers, I was so moved by the poem that, I, at once decided to put this up here on these pages, so as to share with you the intensity of love, the passion and pain – Nizar the poet felt – while encapsulating the harsh realities of life — through words in his poetry.

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Waking Up Together

Tracy Cochran

“I had been my whole life a bell, and never knew it until at that moment I was lifted and struck,” wrote Annie Dillard in Pilgrim at Tinker Creek.  The Eightfold Path always struck me as a bewildering exercise in circular logic—beginning where it ended, if on a different level, with a certain understanding and intention.  All on your own, you were to glimpse the true nature of life, enough to motivate you to wish to perceive and live in a different way.  But if a person could accomplish this kind of seeing and feeling following their own lights, I reasoned, why would they need to follow a path?  Why would they need to practice the moral precepts, right speech, right livelihood, and all the rest?  Wouldn’t they already innately understand the why and the how of that as well?

Go away on a silent meditation retreat or go…

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“You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame. How could you rise anew if you have not first become ashes?” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche

Lola's Curmudgeonly Musings about Life, Love & Other Trifles

Isaac Levitan Lakeshore “Lakeshore” (nd, unknown medium)
by Isaac Levitan

                   

Two for Tuesday: The poet and the words

“There is no curtain for the heart
In a room full of poets. Each face maps
Its suffering, its lust with lines
As subtle as mountain ranges.” ~ Kate Horowitz, section 1 of “6pm Reading, St. Anthony Hall”

                   

The Ascension of Words

Thus, like the skin
of a shorn ewe, the day rises.It is difficult to skin the self from a stone.
It is difficult to skin memory from a Greek.

But why should we talk about these!
After all,
light too has a skin,
light too can be skinned…
So
light too is guilty of being.

A gust of fresh air
comes with the millennium.
We are beautiful;
why should we not be beautiful?

We eat one another
only from hunger,
from adoration,
from structure,
from love.
It doesn’t matter.
We are…

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The 50 Most Romantic Movies Ever Made

Flavorwire

Ah, Valentine’s Day: flowers, candy, gifts, overpriced dinners, and wildly outsized expectations. And we can blame the movies for most of those expectations; few genres are as unfairly fantasy-based as the romance, and as prone to send jaded viewers like us into fits of gagging. But we’re also not made of wood; there are a good number of romantic movies that get us right in the old ticker. As a matter of fact, there are about 50 of them.

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The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows: A Must-See For Lovers of Linguistics

Ramisa the Authoress

There are certain human emotions, almost universal, that everyone can relate to… but can never adequately express, given limitations of the English language. These emotions, these categories of sorrows, range from  a desire to experience every emotion intensely –like one did during their youth– to the realisation that every passerby has a complex, vivid, compelling story of their own… one you will never fully uncover.

These obscure –yet profound– sorrows can now be expressed by English speakers, by borrowing words from other languages. For the examples above, their respective words are Yu Yi  and Sonder, and there are numerous other titled “sorrows” within your reach on YouTube.

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