Archive for January, 2012
Dar-e-Badnaami
January 12th, 2012, posted in POEtRY..A Voice Out Of This World
January 9th, 2012, posted in Rumi, SufismA voice out of this world..
Calls on our souls…
Not to wait any more..
Get ready to move..
To the original home..
Your real home..
Your real birth place..
Is up here with the heavens..
Let your soul take a flight..
Like a happy phoenix..
You’ve been tied up..
Your feet in the mud..
Your body roped to a log..
Break loose your ties..
Get ready for the final flight..
Make your last journey..
From this strange world..
Soar for the heights..
Where there is no more..
Separation of you and your home..
God has created..
Your wings not to be dormant..
As long as you are alive..
You must try more and more..
To use your wings to show you’re alive..
These wings of yours..
Are filled with quests and hopes..
If they are not used..
They will wither away..
They will soon decay..
You may not like..
What i’m going to tell you..
You are stuck..
Now you must seek..
Nothing but the source…
By : RUMI
George Carlin on THE PARADOX OF OUR TIME
January 7th, 2012, posted in MESSAGEs, Scarface'S DIARY
- The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.
- We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy less.
- We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time.
- We have more degrees but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, yet more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.
- We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.
- We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
- We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life not life to years.
- We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.
- We conquered outer space but not inner space.
- We’ve done larger things, but not better things.
- We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.
- We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice.
- We write more, but learn less.
- We plan more, but accomplish less.
- We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait.
- We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
- These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; big men and small character; steep profits and shallow relationships.
- These are the days of two incomes but more divorce; fancier houses but broken homes.
- These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill.
- It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom.
- A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.
- Remember, spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
- Remember to say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
- Remember to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.
- Remember to say “I love you” to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
- Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. Give time to love, give time to speak, and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
- AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
Wisdom Of Love
January 5th, 2012, posted in LoVE, Rumi, Sufism
One who does not have the Beloved
is like a person without a head.
One who flees the cage of love
is like a bird without wings.
What news could one have of the world
That the Keeper of Secrets does not have?
One who is pierced by the arrows of this glance
is like a warrior without a shield.
One who cannot look within himself
is like a man without valor.
One who can’t open the door of his own heart
is like a lover without a tear.
He has placed a door
In the middle of this path.
Only He who has placed it
can open it.
They say, “Wake up, the dawn has come!â€
But in our sky who sleeps?
Who gets up at dawn?
Our sky
is without a sunrise
and without a sunset.
You’ve only been here a few days
and you’ve become so friendly with life.
I can’t even talk about death anymore.
You’re on the journey home
And your donkey has fallen asleep
in the middle of the road!
– Ghazal (Ode) 721
Version by Jonathan Star
“Rumi – In the Arms of the Beloved “
Jeremy P. Tarcher/Putnam, New York 1997
