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May 31, 2009

ambassadors of god

Look to those whose nature demonstrated a high level of that force of attraction that actively seizes surrounding things, but who also posses so much of the spiritual penetration drive, which strives for the infinite and impregnates all spirit and life, that they express it in the actions to which the former impels them…By their mere existence such people prove themselves to be ambassadors of God and mediators between limited man and infinite humanity. They show the inactive, merely speculative idealist, who splits his nature into empty thoughts, that this thing is active, which he merely imagined, and that what he hitherto despised is the material he should actually treat, they explain to him the misunderstood voice of God, and reconcile him with the earth and with his place in it.

Schleiermacher - On Religion

Posted by amin at 1:24 PM

May 12, 2009

the grave is their sanctuary

The Night is their meditation, the day their admonition, wisdom their sword, and the Truth their guardian. Life is their place of burning, death is their way station; the grave is their sanctuary; and the Day of Judgment their feast day. To stand before God is their most ardent desire, in the shade of the Throne is their gathering place; in the Garden is their dwelling and the vision of God the object of their destiny.

Juzjani

Posted by amin at 1:51 PM

May 8, 2009

she walks in beauty

SHE walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

Lord Byron

Posted by amin at 12:39 PM