FridayJul 25, 2025
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He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare, And he who has one enemy will meet him everywhere. Ali Ben Abu Taleb.
Heaven but the Vision of fulfilled Desire. And Hell the Shadow from a Soul on fire.
Ah, fill the Cup: - what boots it to repeat How Time is slipping underneath our Feet: Unborn To-morrow, and dead Yesterday, Why fret about them if To-day be sweet!
Yet Ah, that Spring should vanish with the Rose. That Youth's sweet-scented manuscript should close! The Nightingale that in the branches sang Ah
O threats of Hell and Hopes of Paradise! One thing at least is certain - This Life flies; One thing is certain and the rest is Lies; The Flower that once has bloomed for ever dies.
But helpless Pieces of the Game He plays Upon this Checker-board of Nights and Days; Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.
I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life spell, And by and by my Soul returned to me, And answered I Myself am Heaven and Hell.
For in and out, above, about, below, 'Tis nothing but a Magic Shadow-show, Played in a Box whose Candle is the Sun, Round which we Phantom Figures come and go.
There was the Door to which I found no key; There was the Veil through which I might not see.
The Moving Finger writes; and having writ, Moves on; nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
Strange - is it not? - that of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the road Which to discover we must travel too.
I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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