Two days ago, I happen to be in an unfathomable world, healthy and sound.
Devoid of worries, thinking and pursuits.
Quite an imaginary existence.
Yesterday, I was in a world of which experience I can understand.
A typical example of a perfect world.
Everything made easy, foods, clothing and shelter.
My knowledge of today's world made me realize how much I miss of yesterday's world. The prospect of today's world is quite understandable at my point of entry into this world.
A world of contest.
Finding myself in the community wasn't by accident, that I believe.
Having good parents is by chance, and if you do, you have their blessings.
A world full of pains and agony,
Without the prospect of how the ending would turn out to be.
Why dwell on worrying when it's not my doing to be here?
I guess I should be empty of it and think of who created thought. (Paraphrased from the essential of Rumi)
For I finally realize worrying is like the movement of one sitting on a rocking chair, moving back and forth with no effect or work done.
Am already in the community with a limited existence and I can't undo my passage to this world.
A world with the community of the spirit.
Then why not join the community of the spirit? And feel delight of walking in a noisy street and be the noise. Thus creating a landmark. (Paraphrased from the essential of Rumi)
No matter the circumstances, living to the fullest in my own capacity is unquestionable, leaving behind worries, doubt , hates and all forms of constrains.
A world I found myself without regards to my will.
He who brought me here must take me back.
(This written is inspired from the essential of Rumi)
Devoid of worries, thinking and pursuits.
Quite an imaginary existence.
A typical example of a perfect world.
Everything made easy, foods, clothing and shelter.
My knowledge of today's world made me realize how much I miss of yesterday's world. The prospect of today's world is quite understandable at my point of entry into this world.
A world of contest.
Finding myself in the community wasn't by accident, that I believe.
Having good parents is by chance, and if you do, you have their blessings.
A world full of pains and agony,
Without the prospect of how the ending would turn out to be.
Why dwell on worrying when it's not my doing to be here?
I guess I should be empty of it and think of who created thought. (Paraphrased from the essential of Rumi)
For I finally realize worrying is like the movement of one sitting on a rocking chair, moving back and forth with no effect or work done.
Am already in the community with a limited existence and I can't undo my passage to this world.
A world with the community of the spirit.
Then why not join the community of the spirit? And feel delight of walking in a noisy street and be the noise. Thus creating a landmark. (Paraphrased from the essential of Rumi)
No matter the circumstances, living to the fullest in my own capacity is unquestionable, leaving behind worries, doubt , hates and all forms of constrains.
A world I found myself without regards to my will.
He who brought me here must take me back.
(This written is inspired from the essential of Rumi)
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