The Friend, who knows more than you, will bring difficulties and grief, and sickness, as medicine, as happiness, as the essence of the moment when you’re beaten, when you hear Checkmate, and can finally say with Hallaj’s voice, I trust you to kill me.
Rumi
“In the slaughterhouse of love, they kill
only the best, none of the weak or deformed.
Don’t run away from this dying.
Whoever’s not killed for love is dead meat.”
Rumi
The Friend, who knows more than you, will bring difficulties and grief, and sickness, as medicine, as happiness, as the essence of the moment when you’re beaten, when you hear Checkmate, and can finally say with Hallaj’s voice, I trust you to kill me.
Rumi
“In the slaughterhouse of love, they kill
only the best, none of the weak or deformed.
Don’t run away from this dying.
Whoever’s not killed for love is dead meat.”
Rumi