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But don't be satisfied with stories, how things
have gone with others. Unfold
your own myth, without complicated explanation,
so everyone will understand the passage,
We have opened you.
Start walking toward Shams. Your legs will get heavy
and tired. Then comes a moment
of feeling the wings you've grown,
lifting.
-Rumi (transl.)
How lovely, if that were true.
So hot. Too hot. I feel feverish and strange. I'd love for it to rain, for the skies to break and fall. I've had a headache all day and it hurts to think.
Class tomorrow, and work. How strange, that I'm glad. I'll get sick of it all soon enough, I suppose.
have gone with others. Unfold
your own myth, without complicated explanation,
so everyone will understand the passage,
We have opened you.
Start walking toward Shams. Your legs will get heavy
and tired. Then comes a moment
of feeling the wings you've grown,
lifting.
-Rumi (transl.)
How lovely, if that were true.
So hot. Too hot. I feel feverish and strange. I'd love for it to rain, for the skies to break and fall. I've had a headache all day and it hurts to think.
Class tomorrow, and work. How strange, that I'm glad. I'll get sick of it all soon enough, I suppose.