~~There are as many paths to G-d as there are souls on Earth.~~What a storm! I've lost my bag, I'll go and look for it. Don't bother, Ishtar, even the dunes have moved.~~He who has faith will never get lost, my little angel. He who is at peace won't lose his way~~How can you go to a gathering without knowing where it is?It suffices to walk, just walk. Those who are invited will find the way.~~You'd think he's contemplating his image at the bottom of the water.Maybe it's not his image. Only those who are not in love see their own reflection.So what does he see?He's contemplating his soul. Don't wake him, it might take wing.~~O day, arise! The atoms are dancing, the souls are dancing, overcome with ecstasy. I'll whisper in your ear where their dance is leading them.~~Bab'Aziz, I've swallowed some sand.You bear the angel's mark.What is the angel's mark, Bab'Aziz?Babies in their mother's womb know all the secrets of the universe. But just before they're born an angel comes and puts his finger on their mouth so that they forget everything. As a souvenir of this lost knowledge, some of them, like you, have a mark on their chin. That's the angel's mark.But then, do we one day remember everything we knew?Who knows? Maybe.~~Sweep with your soul, before your beloved's door. Only then will you become her lover. Sweep with your soul, before your beloved's door. Only then will you become her lover. Joyous is the time when we two are united. You and I, two distinct forms, but one single soul, you and I.~~I embrace her and yet still desire her. How can we be closer than an embrace? I kiss her lips to calm my desire. But the thirst I suffer increases...~~My son, don't be satisfied with a drop of water. You have to throw yourself into His stream.~~He's mad, he's just a madman!Who's mad? The madman is not always the one who we believe is mad.~~Gazelle, whose face the full moon forms: Time has warned us never to approach her. O how many letters did we send her, whose meaning she could not resist. What we kept as a secret is much more than what was written. Great sea, memory of desire, blazing and burning fire, new day that stands in contrast, past loves that dwell in the sea, O my country, marvel of the East, ehere my food was a pure delight, and my beverage, milk of nobility and pride,O country, protection against the impious and enemies, but who will console me in my unbearable exile? And when will I follow the desire of my soul? O day, arise! The atoms are dancing. Thanks to Him the universe is dancing. The souls are dancing, overcome with ecstasy. I'll whisper in your ear where their dance is taking them...All the atoms in the air and in the desert know well, they seem insane. Every single atom, happy or miserable, becomes enamoured of the sun, of which nothing can be said.~~O day, arise! The atoms are dancing. The souls are dancing, overcome with ecstasy. I'll whisper in your ear where their dance is taking them...My father is somewhere in this huge world, like all the other Sufis. I've been waiting for him for a long time. Your voice was a message from him. It was a call, an invitation even. I absolutely must find my father. I'll take your passport and your clothes and leave to search for him. Goodbye. Noor.She flew away.~~Everyone in this great world has a task to fulfil. The rest is not so important, as long as you don't forget that. But if you remember everything except that, it's as if you didn't know anything.~~The people of this world are like the three butterflies in front of a candle's flame. The first one went closer and said: I know about love. The second one touched the flame lightly with his wings and said: I know how love's fire can burn. The third one threw himself into the heart of the flame and was consumed. He alone knows what true love is.~~Joyous is the time when we two are united. You and I, two distinct forms, but one single soul, you and I. Forgetful of you and me, joyous of the same joy. Calm and free of vain words, you and I.~~Be careful, Bab'Aziz. There are many holes here.They aren't holes, they're graves.But they're empty, Bab'Aziz.They're waiting for their hour to come.How cold it is!Come and warm yourself, my angel.When will we arrive? I have arrived.~~But you haven't told me the end of the story of the prince.He stayed there for a long time gazing into the water. In the end, his people forgot him. Only the dervish watched over him and sometimes the gazelle came too. The prince contemplated his soul so much that he left the visible world for the invisible one.And the prince became a dervish?Ishtar, you start to see with the eyes of your heart.When the prince woke up again, he found the old dervish's clothes in the sand.I've got something for you, Ishtar. Wherever I am, I'll watch over you, Ishtar. Do you remember what this is?The angel's mark, Bab'Aziz.The time has come for me to find what I had lost.~~I've been waiting for you.You've been waiting for me?To be witness of my death.Why me? I'm so afraid of death...Exactly. If the baby in the darkness of its mother's womb were told: "Outside there's a world of light, with high mountains, great seas, undulating plains, beautiful gardens in blossom, brooks, a sky full of stars, and a blazing sun...And you, facing all these marvels, stay enclosed in this darkness..." The unborn child, knowing nothing about these marvels, wouldn't believe any of it. Like us, when we're facing death. That's why we're afraid.But there can't be light in death, because it's the end of everything.How can death be the end of something that doesn't have a beginning? Hassan, my son, don't be sad on my wedding night. Your wedding night? Yes. My marriage with eternity. The time has come. Leave me alone now. Come back to cover my body with sand.~~
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