
O Universal Intellect, don’t keep creating figures.
O Universal Soul, break your pen.
O searching man, don’t look for footprints on the surface of the water. Continue reading “A Funny, Bizarre Back Road (9/14/2025)”
O Universal Intellect, don’t keep creating figures.
O Universal Soul, break your pen.
O searching man, don’t look for footprints on the surface of the water. Continue reading “A Funny, Bizarre Back Road (9/14/2025)”
My language is different from the language of others.
My place is different from heaven and hell.
Hearts which are free
are animated by a soul which is different from others.
The pure nature of their Essence comes from a different mine.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1339, page 216.
Be lost in grief, O soul.
Patience is the key to suffering.
Be lost in grief, so that in the end,
He will show His face to you.
Patience is the key to suffering. Continue reading “Patience is the Key to Suffering (8/31/2025)”
They say, “The source of knowledge,
science and skill are from the universal intellect.”
True, it did create this upside-down whirling sky
and controls it with great precision.
But, the intellect which has reasoning is only part of it.
That part is called particular intellect.
Universal intellect has no reasoning.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1335, page 214.
O friend, if you do good to others,
you better yourself a hundred times.
Even if you turn your face in this way,
maybe you will get to know Us. Continue reading “Maybe You Will Get to Know Us (8/17/2025)”
They said, “God’s brilliance shines from all six dimensions.”*
People cried and begged, “Where is that light?”
A stranger looked at both the left side and the right.
“One second,” he said.
“For one breath, look, but without left or right.”
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1332, page 212.
An image appeared to my eyes, saying,
“I’ve come from the rose garden of my Beloved
and the quarters of the Tavernkeeper.
Look at my sleepy eyes. Continue reading “Because I Endured (8/3/2025)”
While Your Love was galloping high among the stars,
my poor heart recognized You through secret signs.
When I free myself from the bonds of existence,
what wonderful Love games my heart will play with You
in the Land of Absence!
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1318, page 205.
This time, I really got involved with Love
and separated completely from devoutness.
I am no longer alive because of my heart.
I am alive with something else.
I burned my mind from the bottom up
and did the same with my heart and thoughts. Continue reading “The Fragrance without Words (7/20/2025)”