Søren Kierkegaard, Danish Christian Philosopher (via rayvuhn)
My favorite existentialist
If you live without love, alone, I want to know.
If your heart holds a place for me, then say so.
Say if it’s so, or say no, but tell me the truth.” —#1582, from Rumi’s Kolliyaat-e Shams-e Tabrizi (via gardenofrumi)
for your pain will keep giving birth to more pain
until your eyes constantly exhale love as
effortlessly as your body yields its scent.” —Rumi (via shootthemoonforyou)
Who gets up early to discover the moment light begins?
Who finds us here circling, bewildered, like atoms?
Who comes to a spring thirsty
and sees the moon reflected in it?
Who, like Jacob, blind with grief and age,
smells the shirt of his son and can see again?
Who lets a bucket down
and brings up a flowing prophet?
Or like Moses goes for fire
and finds what burns inside the sunrise?
Jesus slips into a house to escape enemies,
and opens a door to the other world.
Solomon cuts open a fish, and there’s a gold ring.
Omar storms in to kill the prophet
and leaves with blessings.
Chase a deer and end up everywhere!
An oyster opens his mouth to swallow one drop.
Now there’s a pearl.
A vagrant wanders empty ruins
Suddenly he’s wealthy.
But don’t be satisfied with stories,
how things have gone with others.
Unfold your own myth,
without complicated explanation,
so everyone will understand the passage,
We have opened you… .