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15:04 Dec 22 2006
Times Read: 663

My heart has become capable of every form:

It is a pasture for gazelles

And a convent for Christian monks

And a temple for idols

And the pilgrim’s Ka’ba

And the tables of the Torah

And the book of the Koran.

I follow the religion of love:

Whatever way Love’s camels take,

That is my religion and my faith’.





~Ibn al-‘Arabi

15:02 Dec 22 2006
Times Read: 664

At the moment we saw your sun, we left all particles of dust behind us

On account of that Essence we left all attributes behind us.



All the world is but a stage, displaying the signs of Being

So we have left the search of these signs behind us.



Do not talk to us about revelations and miracles

As we have left such talk behind us.



Do not boast about your many mystic states and stations

As we have left these states and stations behind us.



We have escaped from the Sufi centres, monasteries and convents

As we have been liberated from litanies and we left time behind us.



We have fled from school, lessons and discourses

As we have left obscurities, doubts and questions behind us.



And the ka’ba, the idol temple, the Christian cincture and the cross

And the wine shop and the lane to the tavern of ruin, we have left it all behind us.



We spent some time as an ascetic in our retreat

But even the seven heavens, seen in true dreams, we have left it all behind us.



We saw it all in our sleep and in our imagination,

So like true men, this sleep and imagination, we left it all behind us.



O, shaykh! If this is all you have realised in the field of perfection,

Then rest at ease, as this perfection, we left it all behind us.



All of this is nothing more than difficulties on our path;

These difficulties, thanks to God, we left it all behind us.



We in our search of lights, yes, even the most oriental of all lights:

Maghrebi, the ‘glittering star’, and the ‘niche’, we left it all behind us.



~Muhammad Shirin Maghribi

Ma
16:16 Dec 18 2006
Times Read: 668






She stood as tall as a palm tree. She projected twelve spears from Her head and impaled an elephant on each spear. On the elephants She stacked twelve corpses. She had twelve lamps on each corpse. She held weapons in all Her twelve hands. With jingling bells on Her feet and burning coals on Her head, She came taking huge strides. She yelled like thunder. Fire rose from the sky and sparks of fire fell to the earth.



Biting Her teeth fiercely She puffed Her mouth and blew whirlwinds. Ghosts followed Her and let out shrill cries. The vira stood his ground defiantly, unafraid, winning Her admiration and affection.



-Folk narration from Andhra Pradesh

16:11 Dec 18 2006
Times Read: 670

What a beautiful word









Adore A*dore", v. t. [imp. & p. p. Adored ; p. pr. & vb. n. Adoring.]



[OE. aouren, anouren, adoren, OF. aorer, adorer, F. adorer, fr. L. adorare; ad + orare to speak, pray, os, oris, mouth.]





1. To worship with profound reverence; to pay divine honors to; to honor as deity or as divine.



2. To love in the highest degree; to regard with the utmost esteem and affection; to idolize.





Adore A*dore", v. t. To adorn. [Obs.]







Source: Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary (1913)

14:18 Dec 17 2006
Times Read: 674

One Step Closer



I’m ‘round the corner from anything that’s real

I’m across the road from hope

I’m under a bridge in a rip tide

That’s taken everything I own



One step closer to knowing

One step closer to knowing



I’m on an island at a busy intersection

I can’t go forward, I can’t turn back

Can’t see the future

It’s getting away from me

I just watch the tail lights glowing



One step closer to knowing

One step closer to knowing

One step closer to knowing

Knowing, knowing



I’m hanging out to dry

With my old clothes

Finger still red with the prick of an old rose

Well, the heart that hurts

Is a heart that beats

Can you hear the drummer drumming



One step closer to knowing

One step closer to knowing

One step closer to knowing

To knowing, to knowing

To knowing





~U2

14:10 Dec 17 2006
Times Read: 677

Beautiful Ghost/Introduction To Songs Of Experience



Hear the voice of the bard

The present, past, and future sees

His ears have heard the holy word

And walked among the ancient trees

Calling the lamb soul

And weeping in the evening dew

And might control the starry pole

And fall and fall in light with you

Oh earth, oh earth returned

Arise from out the dewy grass

The night is worn and the morn

Rises from the slumberous mass

Turn away no more

I will then turn away the starry floor

The watch-we shore

Has given me ‘til the break of day

‘Til the break of day

‘Til the break of day

‘Til the break of day

‘Til the break of day



~U2

13:54 Dec 17 2006
Times Read: 678

Walk On





And if the darkness is to keep us apart

And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off

And if your glass heart should crack

And for one second you turn back

Oh no, be strong



Walk on, walk on

What you got they can't steal it

No, they can't even feel it

Walk on, walk on

Stay safe tonight



You're packing a suitcase for a place none of has been

A place that has to be believed to be seen

You could have flown away

A singing bird in an open cage

Who will only fly, only fly for freedom



Walk on, walk on

What you've got they can't deny it

Can't sell it or buy it

Walk on, walk on

Stay safe tonight



And I know it aches, how your heart it breaks

You can only take so much

Walk on, walk on



Leave it behind

Leave it behind

You’ve got to leave it behind

All that you fashion

All that you make

All that you build

And all that you break

All that you measure

All that you deal

All you count on two fingers

And all that you steal



Halle, halle

Halle, hallelujah

Halle, halle

Halle, hallelujah

Halle, halle

Halle, hallelujah

Halle, halle

Halle, hallelujah

Halle, halle

Halle, hallelujah

Halle, halle



~U2

14:17 Dec 13 2006
Times Read: 690




Come, the Moon's path opens before thee-

From thy secret realm dark as midnight seas

Approach the crossroads of wolves, they wild minions

Thou that runs with the fierce, run now with us-

Drive our foes into the dense impassable forests-

Come like a fire blazing as high as if the firmament

Were kindled by the wind's great power

They will be calmed by the calling of thy name!

Guide of the underworld- of the ancient wisdom

Black as night, red as blood

Wise as time, ever lasting...

Hecate!

Who are the souls mirror and the keeper of the keys

Enter there upon the chamber where infidels

Bear aloft their weapons of war

Strike there with thine eye which penetrates all darkness

And release those who profane the blessed night!

Come, calm all fears of those who are thy children.

In the silvered silence of the moon

In the cries of all passion

In the howls of the wild

Hecate grant us thy presence!

Come, may the darkness dance with the light!







"The Earth began to bellow, trees to dance

And howling dogs in glimmering light advance

Ere Hekate came."