there is no me

it is a secret, writ large

there is no me

 

maybe if i die soon

these words will last for a hundred years more

the tragic end of a seeker

who still had so much more to explore

 

vanity. pure vanity.

 

for there is no me

 

a million years from now

if there are still humans in the universe

even these words will be gone

and were you there to see it

the only reason you would even know i had been there

is a distant memory

 

for i exist only in the Mind of God

in the Knowing of past-present-future

in the Garden-time and Fire-time

in the forever

in the always

 

and these eyes have already rotted in my grave

and these fingers are nothing but bones

and would you send me your salams

you would not hear my reply

 

unless God permitted it

 

for i am already gone

 

there is no me

there is only Mercy and Justice

there is only the Garden and the Fire

there are only the Friends and their supporters

and the Enemy and those who acted on the whispers

 

kun fa yakun

 

رَبَّنَا إِنَّنَا آمَنَّا فَاغْفِرْ لَنَا ذُنُوبَنَا وَقِنَا عَذَابَ النَّا

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One response to “الله الله الله الله الله الله الله الله”

  1. “and these eyes have already rotted in my grave / and these fingers are nothing but bones.” what a reminder.

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