God made the illusion look real and the real an illusion. He concealed the sea and made the foam visible, the wind invisible, and the dust manifest. you see the dust whirling, but how can the dust rise by itself? you see the foam,but not the ocean. invoke Him with deeds, not words; for deeds are real and will save you in the infinite-life. – Rumi [Mathnawi]
Every war and every conflict between human beings has happened because of some disagreement about names.
It is such an unnecessary foolishness,because just beyond the arguing there is a long table of companionship
set and waiting for us to sit down.
What is praised is one, so the praise is one too,
many jugs being poured into a huge basin.
All religions, all this singing, one song.
The differences are just illusion and vanity.
Sunlight looks a little different on this wall
than it does on that wall
and a lot different on this other one,but it is still one light.
We have borrowed these clothes,these time-and-space personalities,from a light, and when we praise,we are pouring them back in.
“By Rumi on Religion”
Y O U A R E N O T Y O U R E Y E S Those who have reached their arms into emptiness are no longer concerned with lies and truth, with mind and soul, or which side of the bed they rose from. If you are still struggling to understand, you are not there. You offer your soul to one who says, “Take it to the other side.” You’re on neither side, yet those who love you see you on one side or the other. You say Illa, “only God,” then your hungry eyes see you’re in “nothing,” La. You’re an artist who paints both with existence and non. Shams could help you see who you are, but remember, You are not your eyes.