“Be not bankrupt of good deeds, nor void of [spiritual] status. Know for certain that abstract knowledge alone will neither increase you in power nor strengthen your situation. Likewise, if a brave warrior in possession of ten Indian swords and other weapons was alone in the wilderness, and a great ferocious lion attacked him, do you think the weapons could defend him if they were not used against the lion? It is well known that arms cannot defend people unless they are brought into use. By the same principle, if a man read a hundred thousand scientific theories, they would be of no use to him if he did not try and apply them. Similarly, if a man suffering from fever and a kidney disorder, he should be treated with ginger and [other] plants. Without treatment no recovery is achieved. A poet once said:
Though you measure two thousand bottles of wine
Unless you drink, no thrill is thine.”
Simple reminder. For far too long I have read many books yet fall short of understanding it due to the lack of wisdom.
Wisdom, like experience is perhaps earned through experience. Experience is best earned through action.
“The universe is one being. Everything and everyone is interconnected through an invisible web of stories. Whether we are aware of it or not, we are all in a silent conversation. Do no harm. Practise compassion. And do not gossip behind anyone’s back - not even seemingly innocent remark! The words that come out of our mouth do not vanish but are perpetually stored in infinite space, and they will come back to us in due time. One man’s pain will hurt us all. One man’s joy will make everyone smile.”
“Sorrows are a Divine Grace. As long as people feel good, they forget about the Creator. But in times of sorrow and pain, they think of Him. When the sorrow comes, the Veil of Forgetfulness is torn apart and the sufferer accepts Allah and wails, ‘O Allah, O You Who are Merciful!’ He is being Cured, but soon the Veil of Forgetfulness falls down again, and he says, ‘Where is God? I cannot find Him. I do not see Him. What shall I look for?’”
Why were we able to find Him when we suffered but cannot find Him now? So now, we see that as we suffer, Allah (s.w.t.) Makes us think of Him, Sending us sorrow and pain. To consume worries means to empty oneself. After such an emptying joy appears, a kind of joy that knows no sorrow - a rose without thorns, a wine that does not bring headaches. It is the sorrow that guides us. As long as there is no sorrow, no passion, or no yearning, love in a work; we will not strive for it. Without sorrow, it remains out of our reach.”
والترحال دعىة إلى التيقل
من ا رحة فدع الأوطان واغترب
ما في المقام لذي عقل وذي أدب
وانْصَبْ فإن لذيذ العيش في النَّصب
سافر تجد عوضا عمن تفارقو
إن ساح طاب وان لم يجر لم يطب
إني أ ريت ركود الماء يفسده
والسيم لولا ف ا رق القوس لم يصب
والأسد لولا ف ا رق الغاب ما افترست
لممَّيا الناس من عجم ومن عرب
والشمس لو وقفت في الفمك دائمة
والعود في أرضو نوع من الحطب
والتِّبرُ كالتُّرب مُمقى في أماكنو
وان تغرب ذاك عزّ كالذىب
فإن تغرّب ىذا عَزّ مطمبو
A call to travel
There is no rest in residence for a person of culture and intellect,
so travel and leave where you’re residing!
Travel! You will find a replacement for what you have left.
And strive! The sweetness of life is in striving!
I’ve seen that water stagnates if still becomes pure if it runs,
but not if it doesn’t flow If the lion doesn’t leave his den he cannot hunt,
and the arrow will not strike without leaving its bow
If the sun stood still in its heavenly course
then people, Arab and non-Arab,it would bore
Gold dust is as the earth where commonly found,
and in its land, oud is but another wood in store
If one travels, he becomes sought out
If one travels , he is honored like gold.
- Imam Shafi’i
Always believed in the power of traveling. None better than Imam Shafi’i to reinforce my belief.
(Thanks to Norishikin for sharing this. I’m officially hooked to his poems now.)
“'Death is not the opposite of life but an innate part of it. By living our lives, we nurture death.' - Haruki Murakami”
Lost a brother today, someone I held close to my heart. The plans to travel together, the dreams we shared, the times spent in camp, mugging on the floors outside of the bunk till reveille, the times we mugged in uni from noon till dawn the next day, the tennis sessions, the late night talks, it all seemed like just yesterday. Gone too soon. Way too soon.
“There’s no reason why everyone has to listen to records in hi-fi. Having the violins on the left and the bass on the right doesn’t make the music more profound. It’s just a more complex way of stimulating a bored imagination.”
Haruki Murakami - Hard-boiled Wonderland and the End of the World
“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.”
Bob Marley said it, so you better believe it. Jah. Man.
“Introverts, in contrast, may have strong social skills and enjoy parties and business meetings, but after a while wish they were home in their pajamas. They prefer to devote their social energies to close friends, colleagues, and family. They listen more than they talk, think before they speak, and often feel as if they express themselves better in writing than in conversation. They tend to dislike conflict. Many have a horror of small talk, but enjoy deep discussions.”
We got into my old Corolla and started drifting around the streets of Tokyo at 2:30 a.m., looking for a bakery. There we were, me clutching the steering wheel, she in the navigator’s seat, the two of us scanning the street like hungry eagles in search of prey. Stretched out on the backseat, long and stiff as a dead fish, was a Remington automatic shotgun. Its shells rustled dryly in the pocket of my wife’s windbreaker. We had two black ski masks in the glove compartment. Why my wife owned a shotgun, I had no idea. Or ski masks. Neither of us had ever skied. But she didn’t explain and I didn’t ask. Married life is weird, I felt.