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Word2Lines Vol.I: 72 Reflections2Rumi
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by Asaad Riaz, Mahmoud Shabestari, Farid ud-Din Attar
Asaad Riaz
Word2Lines Vol.I: 72 Reflections2Rumi
262
by Asaad Riaz, Mahmoud Shabestari, Farid ud-Din Attar
Asaad Riaz
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Overview
Occam's razor is usually the route one should take, and hence what simpler way to answer than in the music of the prince of love: Mawlānā Rumi's words.
72 Reflections2Rumi is an attempt at solving problems of life, love, depression, fighting the demons of suicide, betrayals, marriage and friendship as a Question & Answer series in the words of the famous Mawlānā Rumi originally translated line by line for the FAQ of Whispers2Reflections;
Whispers2Reflections is a blog about the daily struggles with depression; the continuous failures; hopeless conviction of love, and some other nonsense like poetry, music, ghosting, marriage, and battles with the demons of suicide.
AUTHOR'S DISCLAIMER
The name I carry is only an indication of the nobility of those that pre-ceded my journeys in time, not at all ever being an indication of my own nobility. That is an every moment decision I have to make. Most of my three decades I have failed. Most moments in present, I fail. Most moments in the future, probably I will also fail. May the Owner of my Soul have Mercy on me.
I hold no titles of honor, no certifications of the mechanical, no validations of the scholarly, no familiality of the religious;
I hold no association with the believer, I hold no reflection with the unbeliever;
If I have said otherwise, I was a liar. If I say otherwise, I am a liar. If I shall say otherwise, I shall be a liar. Each moment I am a liar, each moment I am the truthful;
Thank God, I am free of the burdens of all these shackles. Free to roam infinitely in gratitude beyond infinities of The Non-Existing Existence, The Everlasting Last beyond Last.
I am not a musician, I am not a poet; I am neither a programmer, nor a designer; neither a teacher nor a student; I am not a writer, I am not a consultant; I am unlettered in linguistics, untrained in epistemology;
I am unsteady in the Maxwell translations of the Doppler effect as a diffraction in time relative to the observer movement;
I am unable to determine the Nash equilibrium in the convex sets of the supposedly non zero-sum game of life continuously impacted by the unisolated effect of the butterfly wings;
I am unhumbly lost in the humble world of profit and loss; I stand accused of infinite
blames, all true, none true. I submit guilty to infinite blames, none true, all true.
Who am I? You glanced and called out "Inane!"; Who am I? Insane! Insane! Yes, a thousand times, Insane!
72 Reflections2Rumi is an attempt at solving problems of life, love, depression, fighting the demons of suicide, betrayals, marriage and friendship as a Question & Answer series in the words of the famous Mawlānā Rumi originally translated line by line for the FAQ of Whispers2Reflections;
Whispers2Reflections is a blog about the daily struggles with depression; the continuous failures; hopeless conviction of love, and some other nonsense like poetry, music, ghosting, marriage, and battles with the demons of suicide.
AUTHOR'S DISCLAIMER
The name I carry is only an indication of the nobility of those that pre-ceded my journeys in time, not at all ever being an indication of my own nobility. That is an every moment decision I have to make. Most of my three decades I have failed. Most moments in present, I fail. Most moments in the future, probably I will also fail. May the Owner of my Soul have Mercy on me.
I hold no titles of honor, no certifications of the mechanical, no validations of the scholarly, no familiality of the religious;
I hold no association with the believer, I hold no reflection with the unbeliever;
If I have said otherwise, I was a liar. If I say otherwise, I am a liar. If I shall say otherwise, I shall be a liar. Each moment I am a liar, each moment I am the truthful;
Thank God, I am free of the burdens of all these shackles. Free to roam infinitely in gratitude beyond infinities of The Non-Existing Existence, The Everlasting Last beyond Last.
I am not a musician, I am not a poet; I am neither a programmer, nor a designer; neither a teacher nor a student; I am not a writer, I am not a consultant; I am unlettered in linguistics, untrained in epistemology;
I am unsteady in the Maxwell translations of the Doppler effect as a diffraction in time relative to the observer movement;
I am unable to determine the Nash equilibrium in the convex sets of the supposedly non zero-sum game of life continuously impacted by the unisolated effect of the butterfly wings;
I am unhumbly lost in the humble world of profit and loss; I stand accused of infinite
blames, all true, none true. I submit guilty to infinite blames, none true, all true.
Who am I? You glanced and called out "Inane!"; Who am I? Insane! Insane! Yes, a thousand times, Insane!
Product Details
| ISBN-13: | 9781987042122 |
|---|---|
| Publisher: | Barnes & Noble Press |
| Publication date: | 03/07/2019 |
| Series: | Whispers2Reflections , #1 |
| Pages: | 262 |
| Product dimensions: | 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.81(d) |
About the Author
Asaad is a wandering Fakir, with no claims to neither titles nor treasures - carrying only his convictions with him. When asked, his usual response goes:
Who am I? A nobody with nothing to claim.
Whom chants in obsessions of loving pain;
Sometimes reflected in the nothingness of poetry,
Sometimes in music and all things inane.
Is not Asaad, is of-Essence: ‘for
I am seen dancing by deaf to music
And thought insane.’
DISCLAIMER
The name I carry is only an indication of the nobility of those that pre-ceded my journeys in time, not at all ever being an indication of my own nobility. That is an every moment decision I have to make. Most of my three decades I have failed. Most moments in present, I fail. Most moments in the future, probably I will also fail. May the Owner of my Soul have Mercy on me.
I hold no titles of honor, no certifications of the mechanical, no validations of the scholarly, no familiality of the religious;
I hold no association with the believer, I hold no reflection with the unbeliever;
If I have said otherwise, I was a liar. If I say otherwise, I am a liar. If I shall say otherwise, I shall be a liar. Each moment I am a liar, each moment I am the truthful;
Thank God, I am free of the burdens of all these shackles. Free to roam infinitely in gratitude beyond infinities of The Non-Existing Existence, The Everlasting Last beyond Last.
I am not a musician, I am not a poet; I am neither a programmer, nor a designer; neither a teacher nor a student; I am not a writer, I am not a consultant; I am unlettered in linguistics, untrained in epistemology;
I am unsteady in the Maxwell translations of the Doppler effect as a diffraction in time relative to the observer movement;
I am unable to determine the Nash equilibrium in the convex sets of the supposedly non zero-sum game of life continuously impacted by the unisolated effect of the butterfly wings;?
I am unhumbly lost in the humble world of profit and loss; I stand accused of infinite
blames, all true, none true. I submit guilty to infinite blames, none true, all true.
Who am I? You glanced and called out “Inane!”;?Who am I? Insane! Insane! Yes, a thousand times, Insane!
DETAILS ABOUT THE AUTHOR CAN BE FOUND AT
WWW.ASAADRIAZ.COM
ASAAD’S MUSIC CAN BE HEARD AT WWW.SOUNDCLOUD.COM/ASAADRIAZMUSIC/ AND VIDEOS AVAILABLE @ WWW.FACEBOOK.COM/ASAADRIAZMUSIC/
YOUTUBE: @ASAADRIAZMUSIC
INSTAGRAM: @ASAADRIAZMUSIC
TWITTER: @ASAADRIAZMUSIC
EMAIL: ASAAD@ASAADSHUB.COM
Who am I? A nobody with nothing to claim.
Whom chants in obsessions of loving pain;
Sometimes reflected in the nothingness of poetry,
Sometimes in music and all things inane.
Is not Asaad, is of-Essence: ‘for
I am seen dancing by deaf to music
And thought insane.’
DISCLAIMER
The name I carry is only an indication of the nobility of those that pre-ceded my journeys in time, not at all ever being an indication of my own nobility. That is an every moment decision I have to make. Most of my three decades I have failed. Most moments in present, I fail. Most moments in the future, probably I will also fail. May the Owner of my Soul have Mercy on me.
I hold no titles of honor, no certifications of the mechanical, no validations of the scholarly, no familiality of the religious;
I hold no association with the believer, I hold no reflection with the unbeliever;
If I have said otherwise, I was a liar. If I say otherwise, I am a liar. If I shall say otherwise, I shall be a liar. Each moment I am a liar, each moment I am the truthful;
Thank God, I am free of the burdens of all these shackles. Free to roam infinitely in gratitude beyond infinities of The Non-Existing Existence, The Everlasting Last beyond Last.
I am not a musician, I am not a poet; I am neither a programmer, nor a designer; neither a teacher nor a student; I am not a writer, I am not a consultant; I am unlettered in linguistics, untrained in epistemology;
I am unsteady in the Maxwell translations of the Doppler effect as a diffraction in time relative to the observer movement;
I am unable to determine the Nash equilibrium in the convex sets of the supposedly non zero-sum game of life continuously impacted by the unisolated effect of the butterfly wings;?
I am unhumbly lost in the humble world of profit and loss; I stand accused of infinite
blames, all true, none true. I submit guilty to infinite blames, none true, all true.
Who am I? You glanced and called out “Inane!”;?Who am I? Insane! Insane! Yes, a thousand times, Insane!
DETAILS ABOUT THE AUTHOR CAN BE FOUND AT
WWW.ASAADRIAZ.COM
ASAAD’S MUSIC CAN BE HEARD AT WWW.SOUNDCLOUD.COM/ASAADRIAZMUSIC/ AND VIDEOS AVAILABLE @ WWW.FACEBOOK.COM/ASAADRIAZMUSIC/
YOUTUBE: @ASAADRIAZMUSIC
INSTAGRAM: @ASAADRIAZMUSIC
TWITTER: @ASAADRIAZMUSIC
EMAIL: ASAAD@ASAADSHUB.COM
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