Hanging with Hafiz
Play me. I am yours. I am the harmony that is consciousness in existence. You are that which I AM. As consciousness, you are eternal and real. As a body, you are a transitory illusion of separation, like a unicorn in a child’s dream. Remove all formalities. Put your lips to the reed and play. Your religious laws are fake, written to keep us separated. You have journeyed through existence to the doorway of the room-within, all the while seeking love. Love is the tune to which you dance. To be without love is to die in oblivion. This you fear over all else. Enter now. Find love without fear. This is your greatest joy. Are you ready? Let’s play. Let’s dance to the end of time.
