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Sufi.


- Someone came to the door and called Amigo.

- Who is it?
- It's me.

The Friend said.

- Go. In this table there is no place for raw meat.

Thus, the pilgrims continued their journey for a year.
Nothing but the fire of separation,
can transform the hypocrisy and ego. That person turned
completely burnt,
walked in front of the house of the friend of one side to another,
and called softly.

- Who is it?
- You.
- Sign, please me I,
for two there is no room in this house.

Rumi.

- In the market, in the convent, only God I saw.
in the valley and the mountains, only God I saw.
A He often saw with me in times of trouble.
In grace and fortune, only God I saw.
In prayer and fasting, worship and contemplation, in
religion of the prophet, only God I saw. Neither
soul, no body, no case or substance, or causes
or qualities, only God I saw. What
candle I melted fervor;
the flames blazing, only God I saw.
With my own eyes, I saw myself more clearly,
more to see through the eyes of God, only God I saw.
disappeared into nothingness, I fainted.
And, behold, I was the All-Life: I saw only God.

Baba Kuhi.