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Tuesday, November 15, 2011

The Story of God and the Clumsiness of Words

239. Ruzbihan
If I keep silent,
You accuse me of being elitist,
But if I speak,
You say I make no sense at all.

But do you know how hard it is
To describe the indescribable?

Words are the most clumsy and troublesome method of conveying information. Often it barely encompasses the meaning and normally it can be misinterpreted in thousands of ways, swayed by the thousands of sentiments and inchoate bias which all men hold in themselves. 

The Lion. If you wish to understand the lion, you must become the lion. If you desire to know the sheep, you have to be the sheep. And God? Is it surprising that some Sufi poetry and stories defeat the most determined of analytic minds? For the Story of God is not for the mind, but for the vast infinite expanse of the human heart... There are no words here, sunshine, but a horizon of silence blanketing the Oneness of our Creator.

wa min Allah at-taufiq

Hate has no place in Islam

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