@holdengraber "So what do I have to do to get you to admit who is speaking? Admit it and change everything! This is your own voice echoing off the walls of God." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi
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Photograph of this Rumi poem Define me and narrow me, you starve yourself of yourself. Nail me down in a box of cold words, that box is your coffin. I do not know who I am. I am in astounded lucid confusion. I am not even a Muslim. I do not belong to the land, or to any known or unknown sea. Nature cannot own or claim me, nor can heaven, Nor can India, China, Bulgaria, My birthplace is placelessness, My sign to have and give no sign. You say you see my mouth, ears, eyes, nose - they are not mine. I am the life of life. I am that cat, this stone, no one. I have thrown duality away like an old dishrag, I see and know all times and worlds, As one, one, always one. So what do I have to do to get you to admit who is speaking? Admit it and change everything! This is your own voice echoing off the walls of God.
@CACRadicalGrace @RichardRohrOFM "In the long run, violence leaves both sides in an endless and impossible cycle that cannot be stopped by itself. Instead, some neutralizing force must be inserted from outside to stop the cycle of violence and point us in a new direction."
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Copy of tweet: Here’s Rev. Dr. MLK Jr.’s closest non-black ally, Heschel: “Neither words of persuasion nor threats of castigation will have any effect. Something greater than prophetic words, namely, an eschatological event, will be necessary to silence the arrogance of man.”