Sunday, April 28, 2019

shanti, shanti, shanti






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Hell is in the here and now. So is heaven. 

Do not worry about hell or dream about heaven, as they are both present inside this very moment. 

Every time we fall in love, we ascend to heaven. 

Every time we hate, envy, or fight someone, we tumble straight into the fires of hell.


—Rumi

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The day I am killed
my killer will find
tickets in my pockets:
One to peace,
one to fields and the rain,
and one
to humanity's conscience.
I beg you--please don't waste them.
I beg you, you who kill me: Go.


Samih al-Qasim
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