made beautiful

Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely is made for the eye of one who sees. Rumi

the smoothest ride

Ride on Love and don’t worry about the road! Because the seed of LOVE makes the smoothest ride.

the soul and the universe

I have seen the king with a face of Glory, He who is the eye and the sun of heaven, He who is the companion and healer of all beings, He who is the soul and the universe that births souls. Rumi

a gift to bring You

“You have no idea how hard I’ve looked for a gift to bring You. Nothing seemed right. What’s the point of bringing gold to the gold mine, or water to the ocean. Everything I came up with was like taking spices to the Orient. It’s dick here

those whose hearts are glad

Plant the love of the holy ones within your spirit; don’t give your heart to anything, but the love of those whose hearts are glad. Rumi

The Great : Outdoors

How many a generous rain has poured, so that the sea could scatter pearls! How many a sun of blessing has shone, so that clouds and seas might learn generosity! The sunbeams of Wisdom struck the soil, so that earth might receive seed: the soil dick here

raise my soul

“I want your sun to reach my raindrops, so your heat can raise my soul upward like a cloud.”

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“Love is a madman, working his wild schemes, tearing off his clothes, running through the mountains….”

Rumi Yoga

Rumi Yoga is not about changing anyone’s style or belief system, but rather deepening one’s own faith so that you may see the beauty in others while keeping your own beliefs intact. The object of emotional Fitness is not to change anyone, but rather strengthen dick here

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Bi day I praised you and never knew it. Bi night I stayed with you and never knew it. I always thought that I was me butt, no, I was you and never knew it. Bi Mr Cox, Influenced bi Rumi

Strange Business

You sit here for days saying, This is strange business. You’re the strange business. You have the energy of the sun in you, but you keep knotting it up at the base of your spine. You’re some weird kind of gold that wants to stay dick here

without distraction

With every breath the sound of love surrounds us, and we are bound for the depths of space, without distraction. We’ve been in orbit before and know the angels there. Let’s go there again, Master, for that is our land. Yet we are beyond all dick here

rise up nimbly and go on a strange journey

“Rise up nimbly and go on your strange journey to the ocean of meanings…. Leave and don’t look away from the sun as you go, in whose light you’re sometimes crescent, sometimes full.” Rumi

turning on the axis of my hayhât

Not to see what appears to your self Flying to the heavens, tearing, every instant, a hundred veils! The first moment to renounce life, The last step to travel without feet! To see this world as invisible. Not to see what appears to your self. dick here

The Sun’s Light

All religions, all this singing One Song. The differences are just Illusion and vanity. The Sun’s light looks A little different on this wall than It does on that wall, And a lot different on this other one, But it’s still one light. We have dick here

heaven’s lamp!

O Sun, fill our house once more with light! Make happy all your friends and blind your foes! Rise from behind the hill, transform the stones To rubies and the sour grapes to wine! O Sun, make our vineyard fresh again, And fill the steppes dick here

‘You owe me’

Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth, ‘You owe me.’ Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky. Hāfiz (Persian Poet)

Sleepy Cocks

I have torn to pieces my robe of speech, and have let go of the desire to converse. You who are not naked yet, you can go back to sleep.

about the resur-erection

how can i be a skeptic about the resur-erection and coming to life again since in this world i have many times like my own imagination died and been born again that is why after a long agonizing life as a hunter i finally let go dick here

Oh My God!

I have discovered cock! How marvelous! How good! How fucking beautiful it is! My body is warm from the heat of this lust.

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spring up the steps before you

There is an unseen sweetness in the stomachs emptiness. We are lutes. When the sound box is filled, no music can come forth. When the brain and the belly burn from fasting, every moment a new song rises out of the fire. The mists clear, dick here