happy bday Persian poet/polymath Omar Khayyam, b.1048.
“Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.”
“Beyond the earth,
beyond the farthest skies
I try to find Heaven and Hell.
Then I hear a solemn voice that says:
"Heaven and hell are inside.”
“Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.”
“Beyond the earth,
beyond the farthest skies
I try to find Heaven and Hell.
Then I hear a solemn voice that says:
"Heaven and hell are inside.”
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“dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows” - just incredible
does not know how to love, that
does not know what it is to be drunk with love.
If you are not in love, how can you enjoy
the blinding light of the sun,
the soft light of the moon?"
My feral dignity insists. Pity is selfish, or at least self reflective.
“Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion."