Posted by
Becks
at
1:34 PM
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,there is a field.
I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase "each other" doesn't make any sense.
mevlana jelaluddin rumi - 13th century
2 comments:
- At 4:28 PM Liz said...
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Sounds bit like I imagine heaven to be.
- At 12:34 PM Becks said...
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Yeah, me too. Its why i like it xxx
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