Majnun is the one consumed by Divine Love so completely that society mistakes surrender for madness. In the world of Yunus Emre, Aşk does not decorate the ego. It dismantles it.
You know it’s so unfortunate how the guilt that is involved with knowing that we hurt somebody would love Can be enough to get us from having the courage to turn around and go and talk to them again. My guess is that it’s because of all the shit we talk to our friends about how much of a villain or demon they were. Like why in the world would you know somebody cared that much about you and not even circle back once unless you are part of something really shitty in their name? And you know we’re not exactly trying to bust anybody’s balls, but if they forget to bust their own, you might need a reminder sometimes. I lost my balls all day. I don’t need your help. It’s not OK. I really hope that this girl actually gets a realistic sense of how much she missed or what she actually would miss it if she can just go ahead the rest that way and fully sabotage the thing so at least he get pissed off the fucking leave her alone. . Why in the world anybody would give somebody that much love when all they did was fucking shit on them and not even at courtesy to fucking take credit for it.. Let’s some freaking dirtbag speculator manipulator doing something unethical that was pretty much against the law and a federal court. I would say anybody that’s going to forgive that and not even worry about the embarrassment part as fucking the kind of balls you might want when nobody else is going to do shit you know if it takes a guy to get the dishes done as a fucking person he wants there and get her the fuck in there
That makes sense to me. And i know “making sense” are not the accurate words to describe it so let’s say surrendering to Divine Love & being consumed by it does not feel like madness - that dismantling ego, while maybe terrifying, insane & like a nervous breakdown while disintegrating, is so unreal & inferior to that (to many of us) surrender to Divine Love, which the ego tries (& often succeeds) in making impossible. Ok i can’t find the right words to make sense of it but fuck the ego. I’m so tired of it.
"Love is the most Powerful Force in the Universe!" So says Albert Einstein and his 17th century historical friend Baruch De Spinoza.
You know it’s so unfortunate how the guilt that is involved with knowing that we hurt somebody would love Can be enough to get us from having the courage to turn around and go and talk to them again. My guess is that it’s because of all the shit we talk to our friends about how much of a villain or demon they were. Like why in the world would you know somebody cared that much about you and not even circle back once unless you are part of something really shitty in their name? And you know we’re not exactly trying to bust anybody’s balls, but if they forget to bust their own, you might need a reminder sometimes. I lost my balls all day. I don’t need your help. It’s not OK. I really hope that this girl actually gets a realistic sense of how much she missed or what she actually would miss it if she can just go ahead the rest that way and fully sabotage the thing so at least he get pissed off the fucking leave her alone. . Why in the world anybody would give somebody that much love when all they did was fucking shit on them and not even at courtesy to fucking take credit for it.. Let’s some freaking dirtbag speculator manipulator doing something unethical that was pretty much against the law and a federal court. I would say anybody that’s going to forgive that and not even worry about the embarrassment part as fucking the kind of balls you might want when nobody else is going to do shit you know if it takes a guy to get the dishes done as a fucking person he wants there and get her the fuck in there
Taking apart the ego is the real work. That's where radical love arises. And to those consumed by ambition, status, and achievements, its looks crazy!
In a world obsessed with control and approval, his story inspires us to let go of the ego’s grip and embrace a reality beyond the ordinary.
That makes sense to me. And i know “making sense” are not the accurate words to describe it so let’s say surrendering to Divine Love & being consumed by it does not feel like madness - that dismantling ego, while maybe terrifying, insane & like a nervous breakdown while disintegrating, is so unreal & inferior to that (to many of us) surrender to Divine Love, which the ego tries (& often succeeds) in making impossible. Ok i can’t find the right words to make sense of it but fuck the ego. I’m so tired of it.