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"The head whose reason has fled is a tail."
"When the day dawns from heaven, night flees away What then can its darkness know of the nature of light? The gnat scuds away before the blast of the winds, What then knows the gnat of the savour of the winds? When the Eternal appears, the transitory is annulled, What then knows the transitory of the Eternal?"
"Though the material sun is unique and single, We can conceive similar suns like to it, But the Sun of the soul beyond this firmament, No like thereof is seen in concrete or abstract."
"The wine of God’s grace hath no brim, If it appear to have a brim, ’tis the fault of the cup."
"Giving thanks for blessing increases blessings But fatalism snatches those blessings from your hands, Your fatalism is to sleep on the road; sleep not Till ye behold the gate of the king’s palace."
"Look to your hearts! I whatever betide, O Moslems, Am so mingled with Him, that no heart is mingled with me, I was born of His love at the first, I gave Him my love at the last, When the fruit springs from the bough, on that bough it hangs."
"Nor gold nor silver seek I but above All gifts, the heart, and buy it with my love, Yea! one sad contrite heart which men despise, More than my throne and fixed decree I prize."
"O base one, behold a hundred thousand souls Dancing towards the deadly sword of his love, Behold water in a pitcher; pour it out; Will that water run away from the stream? When that water joins the water of the stream It is lost therein and becomes itself the stream."
"The Sufi is as it were, the ‘son of the season’ But the pure is exalted above season and state, Religious raptures depend on feelings and will But the pure one is regenerated by the breath of Jesus, You are a lover of your own raptures, not of me, You turn to me only in hope of experiencing raptures."
"The life of this world is a truce between opposites."
"Form is born of that which is without form, Wherefore to thee every moment comes death and ‘return,’ Mustafa saith ‘The world endureth only a moment,’ So thought is an arrow shot by God into the air, How can it stay in the air? It returns to God."
"I am a painter, a maker of pictures; every moment I shape a beauteous form, And then in thy presence I melt them all away. I call up a hundred phantoms and endue them with a spirit When I behold thy phantom, I cast them in the fire, Art thou the vintner’s cup-bearer or the enemy of him who is sober, Or is it thou who mak’st a ruin of every house I build? In thee the soul is dissolved, with thee it is mingled, So I will cherish the soul, because it has a perfume of thee."
"The lamp of the heart that is a timid trader Acquires neither loss nor gain by its ventures, Nay it acquires loss, for it is precluded from gain, ’Tis the lamp that takes fire that acquires light."
"Till the corn be ground with the mill, how can our table be furnished with bread?"
"Body is not veiled from soul, neither soul from body, Yet no man hath ever seen a soul."
"Our breathings are lifted up in fear of God, Offerings from us to the throne of Eternity, Then come down to us rewards for our praises The double thereof yea mercies from the king of glory, Therefore are we constrained to utter these praises That slaves may attain the height of God’s gifts, And so this rising and descent go on evermore, And cease not for ever and aye."
"Beats there a heart within that breast of thine, Then compass rev’rently its sacred shrine; For the true spiritual K‘aba is the heart And no proud pile of perishable art, When God ordained the pilgrim rite, that sign Was meant to lead thy heart to things divine, A thousand times he treads that round in vain, Who e’en one human heart would idly pain."
"Through ignorance, sloth and folly, Though He stands by us, we are shut off from Him, The noise of thunder makes the head of the thirsty ache, When he knows not that it unlocks the blessed showers, His eyes are fixed on the running stream Unwitting of the sweetness of the rain from heaven; He urges the steed of his desire towards the caused, And perforce remains shut off from the causer."
"So long as a babe cannot grasp or run, It takes its father’s back for its carriage, But when it becomes independent and uses its hands It falls into grievous troubles and disgrace."
"Better to arm a drunken negro than To lavish learning on a wicked man."
"Place a sword in his hand and remove his impotence To see if he turns out a warrior or a robber; Because freewill is that with which ‘We honour Adam,’ Half the swarm become bees, and half wasps."
"Our life’s our quiver. When our years are vainly spent In chasing phantoms, grief one day will have its vent. Let God’s protection mercifully on us rest, All fancies and all phantoms stand at once confessed, God’s servants are His shadows here below on earth To this world dead, but living in a second birth."
"On the day that you entered upon existence You were first fire, or earth, or air, If you had continued in that your original state, How could you have arrived at this dignity of humanity."
"If you have not gone to the Kaaba, fortune will draw you thither, Do not flee, O babbler, for you have no refuge from God."
"Thou hast come to draw men to union with Me, Not to drive them far away from Me, So far as possible, engage not in dissevering; ‘The thing most repugnant to Me is divorce.’"
"Thou wert first and last thou shalt be, Make my last better than my first, When Thou art hidden, I am of the infidels, When Thou art manifest, I am of the faithful."
"You are in the bonds of (absorbed in) the arrangement of beard and turban, How will you gain him who quaffs the mighty flagon (of love)?"
"Thou wert dust and art spirit, thou wert ignorant and art wise, He who has led thee thus far, will lead thee further also, How pleasant are the pains He makes thee suffer while He gently draws thee to Himself, His flames are as water, do not frown upon Him."
"Set thy whole desire on that whereof thou hast no hope, For thou hast come thus far from original hopelessness."
"You are as a dry valley and I as the rain, You are as a ruined city and I as the architect, Except my service which is joy’s sunrise Man has never felt and never will feel an impression of joy."
"Thou didst sow the seed of deceit, thou didst indulge in derision, Thou didst regard God as nothing: see now, O miscreant!"
"O honoured guest in love’s high feast, O bird of the angel sphere, ’Tis cause to weep if thou wilt keep thy habitation here. A voice at morn to thee is borne—God whispers to the soul, ‘If on the way the dust thou’llt lay, thou soon wilt gain the goal, That road be thine toward the shrine; and lo! in bush and briar The many slain by love and pain in flower of young desire, Who on the track fell wounded back and saw not ere the end A ray of bliss, a touch, a kiss, a token of the Friend."
"Seek earnestly for deliverance from the uncongenial, The society of the uncongenial is like the grave."
"It is on account of their sweet voices That choice parrots and nightingales are prisoned in cages; Ugly owls and crows are never prisoned in cages, Such a thing was never heard of in history."
"Thou fanciest thyself near to God, Saying ‘The maker of the dish is not far from the dish,’ Knowest thou not that the nearness of saints to God Involves the power to do mighty works and signs? Iron was as wax in the hands of David, Wax in thy hands is as iron."
"Thou art a darling bosom friend, thou art always behind the secret veil, Why dost thou make thy dwelling-place in this perishable abode, Regard thine own state, go forth and journey From the prison of the Formal world to the meadow of Ideas."
"God has enjoined this servitude upon us, We say not this merely on our own authority; We enjoy life on condition of doing His will; If He bids us, we sow our seed upon the sand."
"He is like Pharaoh and his body like Moses, He runs abroad crying ‘Where is my foe?’ While lust is in his house, which is his body, He bites his finger in spite against strangers."
"He whose intellect overcomes his desire is higher than the angels; he whose desire overcomes his intellect is less than an animal."
"Enter houses by the doors And trace effects to their causes."
"He is the perfect world, yet He is single, He holds in hand the writing of the whole of existence, Wherefore all forms and colours of beauty cry out, ‘Good news! good news! lo! the spring is at hand!’"
"Whoever may put off to sow seed in spring Ignores the true value of time’s swiftest wing, Let each one take refuge in mercy of God Who grace manifold on our souls has bestowed, Then shalt thou find shelter, when shelter thou needest, Fire’s, water’s protection thou’lt have as thou heedest."
"Prize not at all life that has passed without love, Love is the water of life: receive it in thy heart and soul."
"The people of love are hidden among the peoples As a liberal encompassed by the contumely of the base."
"No mountain-pass as this life’s progress is so steep, Let envy not increase thy load; thou canst but creep, The flesh a hot-bed is of envy and of strife These soil the soil; for envy’s bane of mortal life."
"Thorn-eating camel truly is this world of ours, Ahmed then came and mounted; him that camel bears. O camel, on thy back thou bear’st a vase of rose, On thee from thence have sprouted rose-buds as God knows, Thy tastes lead thee to camel-thorn and wastes of sand, To thee the thorn’s a rose; the wilderness, rich land."
"Seek the pearl, O brother, in the shell, And seek for skill among the learned."
"Though you have no feet, choose to journey in yourself, Like the ruby-mine receive a print from the sunbeams, Make a journey out of self into self, O master, For by such a journey earth becomes a quarry of gold."
"If the sun did not fare by foot and wing every night, How would the world be illuminated at morning tide? And if the salt water did not go up from the sea to the sky Whence would the garden be quickened by river and rain?"
"O Ali! out of all forms of religious service Choose thou the shadow of that dear friend of God! Do thou seek refuge in the shadow of the wise man That thou mayest escape thy fierce secret foes, Of all forms of service this is fittest for thee Thou shalt surpass all who were before thee."
Heute, am 12. Tag schlagen wir unser Lager in einem sehr merkwürdig geformten Höhleneingang auf. Wir sind von den Strapazen der letzten Tage sehr erschöpft, das Abenteuer an dem großen Wasserfall steckt uns noch allen in den Knochen. Wir bereiten uns daher nur ein kurzes Abendmahl und ziehen uns in unsere Kalebassen-Zelte zurück. Dr. Zwitlako kann es allerdings nicht lassen, noch einige Vermessungen vorzunehmen. 2. Aug.
- Das Tagebuch
Es gab sie, mein Lieber, es gab sie! Dieses Tagebuch beweist es. Es berichtet von rätselhaften Entdeckungen, die unsere Ahnen vor langer, langer Zeit während einer Expedition gemacht haben. Leider fehlt der größte Teil des Buches, uns sind nur 5 Seiten geblieben.
Also gibt es sie doch, die sagenumwobenen Riesen?
Weil ich so nen Rosenkohl nicht dulde!
- Zwei außer Rand und Band
Und ich bin sauer!