Blackest of heart
What is that love which is based on greed?
When there is greed, the love is false.
When there is greed, the love is false.
Greed, passion, hatred, lust.
When these emotions dominate the soul, what have you got left with you?
Where is your heart?
What is love to you?
Where is the human sense in you?
A heart becomes a piece of crap.
Love is a fun thing to play with.
Human sense is just... nonsense.
Selfish heart... causes blindness and suffering.
Cruel heart... leads to destruction.
Cruel heart... leads to destruction.
So I walked out, if I can just walk all over, of the blackest of heart I’ve ever succumb to.
And I learnt what it takes to be a heartless human, and meaning of human with a heart.
And I learnt what it takes to be a heartless human, and meaning of human with a heart.
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Love
Are you fleeing from Love because of a single humiliation?
What do you know of Love except the name?
Love has a hundred forms of pride and disdain,
and is gained by a hundred means of persuasion.
Since Love is loyal, it purchases one who is loyal:
it has no interest in a disloyal companion.
The human being resembles a tree; its root is a covenant with God:
that root must be cherished with all one's might.
A weak covenant is a rotten root, without grace or fruit.
Though the boughs and leaves of the date palm are green,
greenness brings no benefit if the root is corrupt.
If a branch is without green leaves, yet has a good root,
a hundred leaves will put forth their hands in the end.
Selections from the poetry of Rumi
From: "Jewels of Remembrance" Trans. Camille and Kabir Helminski
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