Tuesday, July 24, 2007
There is only one sin, only one. And that is theft. Every other sin is a variation of theft....When you kill a man, you steal a life. You steal his wife's right to a husband, rob his children of a father. When you tell a lie, you steal someone's right to the truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Purpose is plain.
Endurance of friendship does not depend
Upon ourselves, but upon circumstance.
But circumstance is not undetermined.
Unreal friendship may turn to real
But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended.
Sooner shall enmity turn to alliance.
The enmity that never knew friendship
Can sooner know accord.
Endurance of friendship does not depend
Upon ourselves, but upon circumstance.
But circumstance is not undetermined.
Unreal friendship may turn to real
But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended.
Sooner shall enmity turn to alliance.
The enmity that never knew friendship
Can sooner know accord.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
3 things you can't do:
forget 'certain' things, speak arabic fluently, fry-chicken-without-it-bursting-into-flames :/
3 things you can do:
absorb technical jargon, see what most people fail to see, whistle :D
3 things that scare you:
ending up all alone, close places, being underwater
3 things that you love:
my family, drawing, watching movies :D
3 things you hate:
regrets, politicians, not-being-able-to-sleep-like-normal-people
forget 'certain' things, speak arabic fluently, fry-chicken-without-it-bursting-into-flames :/
3 things you can do:
absorb technical jargon, see what most people fail to see, whistle :D
3 things that scare you:
ending up all alone, close places, being underwater
3 things that you love:
my family, drawing, watching movies :D
3 things you hate:
regrets, politicians, not-being-able-to-sleep-like-normal-people
Monday, July 16, 2007
Rose of memory
Rose of forgetfulness
Exhausted and life-giving
Worried reposeful
The single Rose
Is now the Garden
Where all loves end
Terminate torment
Of love unsatisfied
The greater torment
Of love satisfied
End of the endless
Journey to no end
Conclusion of all that
Is inconclusible
Speech without word and
Word of no speech
Grace to the Mother
For the Garden
Where all love ends.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Let these words answer
For what is done, not to be done again
May the judgment not be too heavy upon us
Because these wings are no longer wings to fly
But merely vans to beat the air
The air which is now thoroughly small and dry
Smaller and dryer than the will
Teach us to care and not to care
Teach us to sit still.
Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death
Pray for us now and at the hour of our death.
For what is done, not to be done again
May the judgment not be too heavy upon us
Because these wings are no longer wings to fly
But merely vans to beat the air
The air which is now thoroughly small and dry
Smaller and dryer than the will
Teach us to care and not to care
Teach us to sit still.
Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death
Pray for us now and at the hour of our death.