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Chapter 5: Disclose Us to Ourselves

I said, “He may be God! Then too, if he wants to meet me, he has to come.”

But power, prestige, respectability.

It was right of Almustafa not to answer them; they don’t deserve it. But I am a different kind of man than Almustafa.

He only bent his head. I will never do that. You can cut off my head but I will not bend my head. And those who stood near saw his tears falling upon his breast.

Yes, I also weep and cry for humanity, but I am crying in the darkness, covering myself. I don’t want you to see my tears, because my tears will be painful to you. My tears will be like wounds to you. You have seen only my songs, but my eyes also have tear glands.

But those tears are for the blind and the deaf, the heartless. Those tears are for all categories of idiots.

And he and the people proceeded toward the great square before the temple.

Each statement by Kahlil Gibran is significant. Why toward the temple? All over the world there are thousands and thousands of temples and churches and mosques and gurudwaras and synagogues - and people go there to pray. Their prayers are like parrots repeating words; they do not even know the meaning of those words.

No, the function of the temple is totally different. The function of the temple is, when somebody arrives home like Almustafa, then the temple is the place to declare it. By Almustafa entering into a temple, the temple becomes sacred. But without Almustafa, a temple is just a house - empty, meaningless.

And he and the people proceeded toward the great square before the temple.

You should enter the temple only when you deserve it, when you have earned it, when you feel you have something to share: something sacred and something of the beyond.

And there came out of the sanctuary a woman whose name was Almitra. And she was a seeress.

By the way, I want you to remember that Kahlil Gibran is perhaps one of those very few people for whom the woman is closer to the sacred than the man, for the simple reason that she is more heart than head. She knows how to love. And if you don’t know how to love, how can you know how to pray?

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