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To: epicure who wrote (158)	7/27/2005 3:18:54 PM
From: Sun Tzu	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 520

Very nice. That sounds like Hafez (aka Hafiz). Is it? Have you been studying Sufism? BTW, "72 sects" is a reference to an attributed saying of Mohammed that after his death Islam will branch out into 72 sects (considered a number greater than Jewish and Christian sects) and that only one of those sects shall have it right. This was of course later used by each sect to claim self righteousness rather than self introspection... Hafiz has an interesting poem on the dispute, (and I am speaking from memory) Excuse the war between the 72 sects, They could not see the path of truth, And so they walked the path of fiction.

To: epicure who wrote (158)	7/27/2005 3:41:09 PM
From: Keith Feral	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 520

Sounds more like Hafiz than Rumi.

To: epicure who wrote (158)	8/18/2005 12:18:55 AM
From: 2MAR$	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 520

found finally that poem of Jelaluddin Rumi , I was looking for sourcetext.com Love is a Stranger What shall I do, O Muslims? I do not recognize myself. I am neither Christian nor Jew, nor Magian, nor Muslim..... I am not of the East, nor the West, not of the land, nor the sea. I am not from nature's mine, nor from the circling stars. I am neither of earth nor water, neither of wind nor fire. I am not of the empyrean, nor of the dust on this carpet. I am not of the deep, nor from behind. I am not of India or China, not of Bulgaria, nor Saqsin; I am not of the kingdom of Iraqain, nor of the land of Khorasan. I am not of this world nor the next, not of heaven, nor of purgatory. My place is the placeless, my trace is the traceless. It is not the body nor is it the soul, for I belong to the soul of my love. I have put duality away and seen the two worlds as one. One I seek, One I know. One I see, One I call. He is the First, He is the Last. He is the outward, He is the Inward. I know of nothing but Hu, none but him. Intoxicated with the cup of love, two worlds slip from my hands. I am occupied with nothing but fun and carousing. If once in my life I pass a moment without You, I repent my life from that moment on. If once in this world I should win a moment with You, I will put both worlds under my feet and dance forever in joy. O Shams of Tabriz, I am so drunk in the world that except for revelry and intoxication I have no tale to tell.