i am ignorant of absolute truth. but i am humble before my ignorance and therein lies my honor and my reination and man’s attainment that may only be traversed by his longing.
paradise is there, behind that door, in the next room; but i have lost the key.
perhaps i have only mislaid it.
you are blind and i am deaf and dumb, so let us touch hands and understand.
the significance of man is not in s to attain.
some of us are like ink and some are like paper.
and if it ive you a voice.
our mind is a sponge; our heart is a stream. is it not strange that most of us choose sucking rather than running?
for blessings that you may not name, and rieve kno not the cause, then indeed you are gro s that gro toreater self.
n myself to its emptiness; but , listen not to what he says but rather to what he does not say.
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