Posted in Life, Ramblings, Random, Writing, tagged Heart, time, Thought, Mind, Burden, Moment, Body, Writing, Lips, Tired, Vitals, Survival, Lungs, Sound, Nuisance, Utterance, Meaning on May 13, 2008 | 5 Comments »
Photograph by Ana Santos
There are times when a body is so tired that even the mind feels its burden. The vitals that ought to function do so only as to assure that the basest form of survival is met. That the heart beats and the lungs take and give what they ought. There is no [...]
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Posted in Death, Life, Mankind, Photography, Prose, Ramblings, Random, fate, tagged Age, Blank, Book, Burden, Conquer, Cradle, Death, Distance, Dwell, empty, Escape, Eternal, Fantasy, fate, Fear, Height, Helpless, Journey, Leafs, Life, Ordained, Pages, Path, Possessed, Power, Powerful, Promised, Question, reality, Relief, Road, seeking, Spell, Spindle, Spun, Strong, Thread, Vacant, Void, Weak, Weaving, Write, Writing, Written on April 6, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Photograph by pchweat
Are you not weak against it’s power? Helpless and trembling.
Weaving in and out spinning the cradle of life in its spindle. A thread that has been made and designed - ordained. Can you feel the turning, the wheel creaking with the weight, rusty from eternal age. No matter it’s burden it has kept [...]
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Posted in Life, Photography, Ramblings, Random, Religion, tagged photograph, flickr, Religion, Life, Thought, Integrity, Spirit, Wrong, Sin, Truth, Burden, Gulit, Coward, Willpower, Strength, Faith, Fear, Question, Answer, Human on December 17, 2007 | No Comments »
Photograph by babeffe
“Integrity of Spirit”: What is it?
Is it to know that you could have wronged when no one else save yourself would have known, and then to feel that burden of truth, the guilt at the thought of committing a wrong as if you actually had? To know that you were capable, that you considered, [...]
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"A Year with Rumi: Daily Readings" by Coleman Barks
"O wave! Plunge headlong into the dark seas,
And change thyself with many a twist and turn;
Thou wast not born for tile solace of the shore;
Arise, untamed, and find a path for thyself."
- Allama Muhammad Iqbal
