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Chapter 3: Crying for the Light

But knowledge without serenity is of no use, it is worthless.

Leave this abode
of birth and decay;
leave this pit,
and make for your destined home.
This heap of dust is a mirage,
where fire seems like water.

Here, you are deluded in many ways. Ignorance pretends to be knowledge, fire appears like water, poison is labeled as nectar. You are living in a very, very delusionary world. Unless you wake up yourself, you will continue to move from one mirage to another mirage, from one dream to another dream.

Leave this abode - this abode of illusions and mirages. Leave this abode of past and future, imagination and memory, of birth and decay. Leave this abode of time, of beginnings and ends.

Leave this pit and make for your destined home. Where is the destined home? It is within you. It is what I am calling “falling into your own source, relaxing into your own being.”

Be the truth that you are, and you will be liberated; you will be liberated from all illusions, from all mirages. Be the truth each moment that you are. This is the message of all the Buddhas and all the Sufis - be the truth each moment that you are. Don’t hanker for anything else, don’t desire for anything else. Don’t try to become, just be the moment you are. Relaxed, serene, utterly at home - this is the destined home.

This heap of dust is a mirage, where fire seems like water. Beware! You are surrounded by many things which are not what they appear to be. Don’t be deceived by appearances. And time is slipping by, each moment an opportunity is wasted.

There is a Sufi saying:

Don’t be inattentive to the beloved,
not even for the blink of an eye;
for perhaps in that moment she will look
and you will have missed her.

Sufis call God “the beloved.” They think of God as “she,” as their woman, as their beloved.

“Don’t be inattentive to the beloved, not even for the blink of an eye.” No moment has to be missed because who knows what moment the destined home may have arrived? Who knows in what moment she will look at you? And if you are inattentive and lost in your imaginations of the future - how and what you would like to be - and you are lost in past memories, you will go on missing.