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Rumi On the day I die


On the day I die, when I’m beeing carried
toward the grave, don’t weep. Don’t say,
“He’s gone! He’s gone”. Death has nothing
to do with going away. The sun sets and
the moon sets, but they’re not gone.
Death is a coming together. The tomb
looks like a prison, but it’s really
release into union. The human seed goes
down in the ground like a bucket into
the well where Joseph is. It grows and
comes up full of some unimagined beauty.
Your mouth closes here and immediatly
opens with a shout of joy there.

Rumi “On the day I die” from Soul of Rumi”

Tao te Ching 76


Alla nascita un uomo è tenero e flessibile,
alla morte è duro e rigido.
Tutti gli esseri, l’erba e gli alberi
da vivi sono teneri e flessibili,
da morti sono duri e rigidi.

Dunque il rigido e l’inflessibile
sono amici della morte.
Il tenero e il flessibile
sono amici della vita.

Un esercito rigido viene distrutto.
Un albero rigido viene spezzato.

Il rigido deve piegarsi
o sarà piegato dagli altri.
Ciò che è flessibile
riesce a crescere.

[Tao te Ching 76]

Charles Bukowski the secret

the secret – Charles Bukowski

don’t worry, nobody has the
beautiful lady, not really, and
nobody has the strange and
hidden power, nobody is
exceptional or wonderful or
magic, they only seem to be.
it’s all a trick, an in, a con,
don’t buy it, don’t believe it.
the world is packed with
billions of people whose lives
and deaths are useless and
when one of these jumps up
and the light of history shines
upon them, forget it, it’s not
what it seems, it’s just
another act to fool the fools
again.

there are no strong men, there
are no beautiful women.
at least, you can die knowing
this
and you will have
the only possible victory.