| — | Osho |
A spirit that lives in this world
and does not wear the shirt of love,
such an existence is a deep disgrace.
Be foolishly in love,
because love is all there is.
There is no way into presence
except through a love exchange.
If someone asks, But what is love?
answer, Dissolving the will.
True freedom comes to those
who have escaped the questions
of free will and fate.
Love is an emperor.
The two worlds play across him.
He barely notices their tumbling game.
Love and lover live in eternity.
Other desires are substitutes
for that way of being.
How long do you lay embracing a corpse?
Love rather the soul, which cannot be held.
Anything born in spring dies in the fall,
but love is not seasonal.
With wine pressed from grapes,
expect a hangover.
But this love path has no expectations.
You are uneasy riding the body?
Dismount. Travel lighter.
Wings will be given.
Be clear like a mirror
reflecting nothing.
Be clean of pictures and the worry
that comes with images.
Gaze into what is not ashamed
or afraid of any truth.
Contain all human faces in your own
without any judgment of them.
Be pure emptiness.
What is inside that? you ask.
Silence is all I can say.
| — | Mevlana Rumi, Be Pure Emptiness |
Only lovers can escape out of these two worlds… This was ordained in creation. Only from the heart can you reach the sky:
The Rose of Glory can grow only from the heart.
| — | Mevlana Rumi |
What’s the use?
I have drunk poison. All this sugar what’s the use?
You say hurry, tie up his feet.
But its my heart that’s gone crazy, all this rope around my feet
What’s the use?
| — | Mevlana Rumi |
| — | Thich Nhat Hanh (Born October 11, 1926) |

“There is but one temple in the Universe and that is the Body of Man. Nothing is holier than this high form. Bending before men is a reverence done to this Revelation in the Flesh. We touch Heaven, when we lay our hand on a human body.”
- Novalis, as inscribed on the Library of Congress, quoted in Handbook of the New Library of Congress (1897) by Herbert Small, p. 53
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“Soul keeps folding inward.
The body leaves the body,
A wealth you cannot imagine
Flows through you.
Do not consider what strangers say.
Be secluded in your secret heart house,
That bowl of silence.
Talking, no matter how humble - seeming,
Is really a kind of bragging.
Let silence be the art you practice.”
- Mevlana Rumi
tr. Coleman Barks
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